Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.
Posted in Kids on Nov 1, 2022
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“The Forest’s Heart” by Claire Lindsey
She took her first breath in a grove of towering aspen trees, under the shadow of a hummingbird’s wing. Her mother was the melody of the mountain stream and her father was the glitter of sunlight through the coin-shaped leaves. The forest cared for her, swaddled her in wildflowers and sustained her with birdsong. When she cried, the butterflies kissed her cheeks and dried her tears. She grew strong and fast, and in only a few years she was taller than the saplings that sprouted on the day of her birth.
“Smile Again” by Writer Maniac
Once upon a time, in a land not unlike every other land, in a house not unlike every other house, there lived a young lad named Patrick.He lived with his ailing father and his wiry framed mother. He was closest to his father; Papa’s gentle authority having taught him so much and made up most of who he was.His father used to call him to his bedside every night and hold his small hands in his large cold ones. He used to make light conversation, and Patrick always held his breath, because he knew what was ...
“The Hidden Fairy” by Nainika Gupta
“Parisa!” Jimmy yelled, running up the hill. The woman who had his attention was sitting at the top of a tree stump. She was wearing a light green shirt made from what appeared to be grass stalks but were probably just fabric, and blue pants more vibrant than the sky. Her arms and legs were crossed, and her face was turned up toward the sun. Once he reached her, panting, she cracked one eye open and looked at him with curiosity. “Yes?” She asked. He sat down in front of her and looked up with eagerness. “The others...
“seventeen nights” by Amany Sayed
Red. Blue.Red. Blue…Lola watched as the lights of the police cars outside changed colors, accompanied by the deafening sound of the siren. Six in total sat idle in front of the station. She gripped her teddy bear’s arm and sighed. Stomps littered the hallway as people walked back and forth. Police. Suited men. Just regular people.Witnesses. She rubbed at the tight shackles on her tiny wrists, careful not to drop the stuffed an...
“The Eyes In The Forest” by Iona Cottle
The forest was bright and warm, the sunlight dappled across the leaf-covered ground in a way that evoked images of autumn holiday brochures and children laughing. There was a slight breeze rustling the upper branches, but down at ground level all it did was bring the warmth of the sun in from out in the meadows all around. For everyone not working, it was a weekend to head out and make the most of the last of summer, bef...
“The Rabbit, the Fox, and the White Squirrel” by Daniel R. Hayes
The Blueridge National Forest in eastern West Virginia is a great place to go camping. At least that’s what the Taylor family thought while driving on an isolated back road. Brad Taylor’s Ford F-150 pickup truck could handle most roads, but he had to engage the four-wheel drive to make it through this one. The downpour from last night made the road muddy and slippery. Brad turned the wheel left to right to keep the truck centered in the road. He could hear the tires roar like a mighty lion as they spun. His daughter Sara was s...
“The Endless Forest” by Philip Clayberg
Once upon a time, there was a young boy named Jimmy. He didn't think he was anything special, but he was more special than he thought he was. He could do something no other person could do: he could really talk with animals. He didn't know how he'd gained the ability. It wasn't something he'd been born with. Maybe the accident he'd been in had made his head work differently than before. Whatever the reason, he looked forward to waking up and telling his parents about his newfound ability. How amazed they would be.-------...
“Troll in a Tree” by Christina Marie
Harald was a troll who lived in a tree. This was quite unusual, as trolls usually dwelled deep in mountain caves or in the shadows of long wood bridges. But Harald always liked the trees. Even as a troll-child, when he was expected to carve rocks, break rocks, move rocks, eat rocks, he had instead gone into the forest to study trees, climb trees, talk to trees. Harald had only been three years old and hal...
“You Choose Your Own Adventure. ” by Shannon Ruane
You Choose Your Own Adventure. As you did every week, you visited the library. The worn brick building was gigantic, occupying the entire corner of the street. Normally a quick and pleasant stroll from your house, today you ran faster than lightening to reach your destination. You may get struck by lightening if you dawdled. Drowning in a flood if you did not hurry was a legitimate concern. Such a fate had befallen other uninformed people previously. Saturday arrived, bring...
“The Author” by Ellie Yu
The magicfolk make no promises.For all her life, the proverb had echoed through the kingdom, no matter which way she turned. It was a scolding used on children, a line tossed out by history teachers, but most of all, a constant whispering among the commoners. Every raindrop, every crack of thunder was because of those people. The magicfolk had been exiled from the kingdom centuries ago for breaking the natural laws, and they’d lived away from society in the wild ever since.Now the word...
“The Hunter and the Buck” by Lani Lane
The Hunter crouched behind the bush and lifted his bow. He cocked the arrow, power coursing through his veins, grinning at the heaviness of the weapon in his hands. The bow was black, sleek, and curved like a deadly snake. He pointed the arrow at his target and breathed in deeply through his nose. The Buck knelt its head, its magnificent horns brushing the ground as it munched on a tuft of grass pushing through the forest floor. The Hunter stared at the buck’s slender neck, at its taut shoulder muscles. It was the b...
“the Significance of Calabash” by Kathleen `Woods
She’d been told once by her mother, upon her fathers death, “I cursed him, I cursed him, he would be a good man. And now as all good men seem to do he’s died young.” This was only the first curse of her life. As her mother once widowed refused to curse the second man she married. Cruel as anything, she took to her chores the worst of which was his ego. On cleverer days she would call his own c...
“Where Fairies Play ” by Marianna Mills
Arabella flew around the lavender growing, delicately inhaling the calming scent of the purple flowers. It was a warm summer morning, the dew had just left and the plants were still moist, the honey bees began to do their work, pollinating and buzzing around her. "Watch out you clumsy creature, can't you share with others?" She told the bee boldly, some fairies were quite the brats you see, others were mischievous and en...
“The Savior” by Philia S
"Tell us a story, baba," the children asked, hungry for another tale woven to lull them to sleep"The one with the rose and the beast.""No, it is too girly, tell us a story about the pirates."Their grandpa smiled benevolently over them, his smile reached his eyes, lighting his dim grey eyes, he said,"Fine, I'll tell you a story, but it is a real one, of the times when we could talk to the plants and animals, the gods and the spirits.""Pfft! it is impossible." said the elder ones, turning their ...
“Elegance” by Danisha Plummer
Just like every other day, Elegance volunteered to go into the woodlands to fetch the plants that are needed by her parents as ingredients to create medicines and perfumes. Elegance was more excited than every other day as today marks the beginning of the spring season. This is the most loved season by the villagers as they receive perfumes of different fragrances due to the variety of flowers available. Elegance was never a fan of the woodlands, she was one who would have rather to stay home ...
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