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Last weekend, my daughter surprised me big time. “Mama,” she said, her eyes shining like stars, “can we watch the movie The Conjuring together?” I froze for a second. A scary movie? But when I saw her excitement. I just smiled. “And I say yes, sweetie,” I said, hugging her. She clapped and danced around the room, very happy. For days, she had been talking about the movie, imagining ghosts, jumps that scare, and spooky sounds.. Finally, our mother-daughter movie date was becoming real. Before going to the cinema, we had dinner at our favorite restaurant, her choice. She kept talking nonstop about what might happen in the movie. “Mama, is it scary? Should I hold your hand?”
I grabbed her little hands. “Don’t worry. We’ll watch together. If it’s too scary, I’m right here. You are braver than you think.” She nodded seriously, like a mini warrior, ready for the challenge. After our dinner, we went to the cinema hall. She hold my hand, jumped with joy, and laughed. The lobby smelled like popcorn. We picked up our snacks since my husband already bought the tickets. She was so happy, almost unable to wait. We went to the theater. She said, “Mama, I’m scared.” I said, “I’m with you.” It’s okay.” She held my hand and smiled.
During the movie, she held my hand tight. She jumped a little at the scary parts but looked at me with big eyes, like asking, “Is it okay?” I whispered funny things to make her laugh. She giggled, sometimes covering her eyes, and sometimes peeking again. Every little scare was a chance for us to laugh together. After the movie ended, she said, “Mama, it's not that scary! Not like everyone said.” We laughed so much, talking about our favorite parts. The funny jump scares, the ghost sounds, and the moments we screamed together became little treasures in our memory. That simple night stayed in my heart—full of love, laughter, and courage.
