This is part of a series of very short stories I recently told my 4-year-old daughter. I would pull random tales out of my head and ask her what happens next. She would tell me her side and then we’d finish the story together.
Once upon a time, there was a little lost girl. She ran as fast as she could, screaming and crying, but no one could hear her. Her feet hurt and tears blurred her eyes, but she continued to run. No matter how fast she went, she never got anywhere because she didn’t know where she was going. But still, she continued to run and run until finally becoming exhausted. When at last she came to a stop, she looked down and noticed a turtle next to her feet.
The turtle turned its head and told the little girl, “Follow me and I’ll take you home.” The girl did as instructed, but the turtle was very slow. She followed behind, one step at a time as the beating of her heart began to calm. After a very long walk, she recognized her surroundings, and in the distance she saw her home.
Instantly, she left the turtle’s side and ran to her family, who were so very happy to see her. They hugged her and gave her kisses, and told her how glad they were that she was safe.
For Cosette, 10/1/13