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The Little Lost Girl

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.

The end.

For Cosette, 10/1/13


Posted by on October 3, 2013 in Short Stories


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The Lonely Dragon – A short story me and my 4-year-old came up with together

baby-dragonOnce upon a time, there was a big, mean dragon who lived in a big, dark cave. The big, dark cave was inside a big, tall mountain. The big, tall mountain sat atop a big, wide island. And at the sides of the island was a vast amount of water, which stretched for miles.

The dragon had chased all the people off the island, and lived alone for years. But he began to get lonely, and felt sad while sitting in his big, dark cave. So he climbed down the big, tall mountain and walked across the big, wide island. He went from north to south and from west to east, but he couldn’t find a single person.

Standing at the side of the big, wide island, he stretched out his big, mighty wings. But they were stiff because he hadn’t used them for many years. He flapped and flapped until finally, his body lifted into the bright, blue sky.

And so the big, mean dragon flew over the vast water until finally coming to a tiny island. When he landed, all the people were afraid and hid behind rocks. But the dragon called out and said, “Don’t be afraid, I’m a nice dragon now. I’m sorry for being so mean to you before. Please, let’s be friends.” Slowly, the people came out and walked up to the dragon. They reached out their arms and hugged him, and they smiled and laughed. Children climbed onto his back and he gave them rides, and so they lived happily ever after.

The end.

For Cosette, 10/1/13


Posted by on October 2, 2013 in Short Stories


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