{"id":9317,"date":"2026-07-28T06:08:38","date_gmt":"2026-07-28T04:08:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tellmestories.ai\/?post_type=tms_story&p=9317"},"modified":"2026-07-28T06:08:38","modified_gmt":"2026-07-28T04:08:38","slug":"separation-anxiety","status":"publish","type":"tms_story","link":"https:\/\/tellmestories.ai\/fr\/stories\/separation-anxiety\/","title":{"rendered":"Oscar’s Little Red Heart"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Oscar zipped his small red backpack. Zip ! The kitchen felt warm and cozy. Clara, his mommy, packed his sweet strawberry snack with a gentle smile. "Today is going to be a wonderful day !" she said.<\/p>\n

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Outside the big school gate, it was time to say goodbye. A tight, heavy knot grew in Oscar's tummy. Clara knelt down and gently drew a bright heart on his hand. She whispered: "A little red heart, Mommy always finds me !" But what would it be like inside the big school?<\/p>\n

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Oscar stepped inside the classroom. Children were running, laughing, and shouting. Crash ! It was so loud. Oscar felt very small.<\/p>\n

Can you point to Oscar's little red backpack on his hook in the hallway? Then, a giant block tower began to wobble…<\/p>\n

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A boy named L\u00e9o waved. He showed Oscar a big wooden block and smiled. "Do you want to build with me ?" L\u00e9o asked. Oscar stood frozen near the door. He wanted to play, but his feet would not move. Would he stay there forever?<\/p>\n

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The heavy knot in Oscar's tummy felt too big and too warm. He shook his head slowly. He walked away to the quiet reading corner and hugged his red backpack tight. He sat alone on a big green cushion. How could he make the knot go away?<\/p>\n

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A warm tear rolled down Oscar's cheek. Snif… His throat felt tight and his heart beat fast. Would Mommy really come back at the end of the day? He felt so lonely on his cushion, until his eyes fell on his hand…<\/p>\n

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Oscar wiped his wet face with his hand. Suddenly, he saw the little red heart. Mommy's promise came back to his mind. Her love was right there, warm and safe, painted on his skin. Could his mommy's heart really help him feel better?<\/p>\n

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Oscar pressed his hand flat against his chest, right over his heart. He felt brave. He whispered the secret words: "A little red heart, Mommy always finds me !"<\/p>\n

Put your hand on your heart too, and say Oscar's special words with him to give him strength ! What would happen inside his tummy now?<\/p>\n

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Fhew… Oscar let out a long, slow breath. The tight knot in his tummy began to melt away. He felt warm and cozy again. He took a brave step out of the reading corner. Was L\u00e9o still waiting for him?<\/p>\n

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Oscar ran back to the wooden blocks. "Let's build a giant castle !" he said. They piled the blocks higher and higher. Bam ! The tower fell, and they laughed together. School was actually very fun.<\/p>\n

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Ding ! The school bell finally rang. The classroom door opened wide. Oscar looked up and saw Clara standing there with her arms wide open. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him !<\/p>\n

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Oscar snuggled deep into Clara's safe hug. He showed her his hand. The red heart was faded, but it was still there. "A little red heart, Mommy always finds me !" he whispered.<\/p>\n

And you, what little magical drawing would you like me to draw on your hand next time we say goodbye? Now, close your eyes, sleep tight, and have sweet dreams.<\/p>\n

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In the warm kitchen, the sun is shining. Nina eats her sweet toast. Clara pours some orange juice with a big smile.<\/p>\n

The house smells like warm bread, but Nina knows it is school time soon. She repeats the secret words: "A little heart on my hand, Mommy is close, everything is fine!"<\/p>\n

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Outside, the autumn wind blows. Nina walks on the pavement and holds Clara\u2019s hand very tight.<\/p>\n

Inside her tummy, a tiny knot starts to pinch. Squeeze! It feels tight and heavy. The big blue school door is just ahead… who will she see inside?<\/p>\n

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The classroom is very loud and full of toys. Clara kneels down to say goodbye.<\/p>\n

Now, the knot in Nina's tummy is big and tight. Two wet tears roll down her cheeks. How can she say goodbye?<\/p>\n

Look at the picture! Can you find where Nina put her little red backpack near the door?<\/p>\n

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Clara wipes Nina's tears with a soft kiss. She pulls out a bright red pen. Click!<\/p>\n

She draws a pretty little heart on Nina's hand. "This is our love-pocket," Clara whispers. "A little heart on my hand, Mommy is close, everything is fine!" Can this tiny heart really help her?<\/p>\n

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Clara waves one last goodbye and walks out the door. The classroom feels very big.<\/p>\n

Nina stands very still. Her heart beats a little fast. Will the drawing really work? She looks down at her tiny hand.<\/p>\n

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The teacher points to a table with colorful blocks. Nina wants to build a castle.<\/p>\n

But her feet feel glued to the floor. Plop! The heavy knot in her tummy keeps her from moving. She cannot take a single step. How can she join the fun?<\/p>\n

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Nina looks at the bright red heart on her skin. She closes her eyes and presses the heart flat against her chest.<\/p>\n

Do like Nina: put your hand on your heart, close your eyes, and take a slow, deep breath: fffhhhuuu… What will happen to the tight knot?<\/p>\n

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A warm feeling flows inside her chest. It feels like a cozy blanket.<\/p>\n

The tight knot in her tummy melts away and becomes soft like jelly. Pop! Nina lifts her foot and takes a happy step forward. What will she build first?<\/p>\n

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Nina builds a giant wooden tower. It goes up, up, up!<\/p>\n

She laughs and plays all morning. She checks her hand: the red heart is still there! She whispers happily: "A little heart on my hand, Mommy is close, everything is fine!" But what happens when the lights go down?<\/p>\n

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Now, it is quiet nap time. The lights are low. Nina lies on her soft blue mat.<\/p>\n

She misses Clara just a little bit. She rubs the tiny red heart gently with her thumb. Soon, her eyes close, and she falls asleep safely.<\/p>\n

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The big door swings open. Creak! Clara is standing there with her arms wide open.<\/p>\n

Nina runs as fast as a little rabbit and hugs Clara's neck very tight. "You see? I always come back," Clara whispers in her ear.<\/p>\n

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Back home, Nina cuddles on the sofa with Clara. The red heart is a bit blurry now.<\/p>\n

But her tummy is soft and happy. The drawing can fade, but Mommy's love always stays.<\/p>\n

And you, what magical little drawing would you like on your hand tomorrow? Sleep tight, little star.<\/p>\n

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