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The little robot who was scared of the dark
Bolt was a brave little robot, except for one thing. When the lights went out, he hid under the table.
All he wanted was to be brave enough to cross the dark hallway to his charging spot.
One night the power went out, and his battery blinked red. Three percent.
He took one shaky step. Then another. And then his eyes began to glow brighter.
The darker it got, the more his own light filled the hall. He had been carrying a lamp all along.
He reached his charger, plugged in, and smiled. Now Bolt is the night light for the whole house.



