The odd fear that had been so strong only seconds before had now entirely evaporated, and she sat there panting, mocking herself for her silliness. What was it she had been afraid of? She couldn't remember, now that the light was on everything was different.
A delicious glow filled her room and she smiled as she curled up in her blankets. She glanced at the lamp on her bedside table and imagined that she would probably have been hiding under a heap of covers were it not for the simple lamp. How funny we are sometimes.
She took no comforting, no, "it's nothing; you'll be fine!" just a lamp, nothing more. With the turn of a small nob all of her unfounded fear dissipated and all was well...simply because of the light under a pretty shade.
Over and out,
P.S. Thanks so much to everyone who has suggested objects. You are all much more creative than I am and I am so grateful to you!