Short Stories written by: Luciano
Sand Castles
Summer. What a happy and hot time! Feeling the beach sand on your feet, hearing the waves splashing on the seashore, swimming and feeling the sun on your skin. Relaxing in the sea, listening to the birds, and the seagulls flying through the skies. There are many things to enjoy on the beach. Oops! I almost forgot! the ice cream seller with chocolate ice-creams, fresh water and fruit.
Short Story written by: Isabella Gómez
Once upon a time, there was a grandfather called Ronny who organized a day’s camping and invited his grandchildren Michael and Jess.
Jess was very excited and asked her brother, Michael:
– “Hey brother, where are we going?”
– “To an Island”
Short Story written by: Facundo Romero
A long time ago, all the creatures living in the forest were not happy because they missed beauty amongst the trees until a goblin said:
– “We have to create something to give beauty to the forest”.
And the others said: “Yes, but what can we create?” – they wondered.
Short Story for Kids written by: Brisa Melendez Castillo
Once upon a time there was a mouse living alone in the woods. One day he was walking around when he met a cat who asked him.
-“What are you doing, mouse?”
-“Well, I´m searching for some cheese” – replied the mouse.
Short Story written by: Naiaomi.
Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a faraway village. She had to obey her mother now she was feeling better.
It turns out that two years ago the girl did not have to go to school and that her mother had given her permission to walk through the fields, but she first had said:
Short Story written by: Fernando Mansilla.
Lolo would go to his garden every afternoon where ther was a pear tree, an apple tree, a plum tree and a chestnut tree, but he preferred to sit in the shade under the vine that his grandfather had sown twenty years ago, and which had lots of bunches of grapes that season. There, he would wait for his snail friends to come for their food. He sometimes flew his kite during summer and imagined that he himself was flying over the city on a magic carpet.
That autumn evening the sun was shining in the blue sky and it was too hot. Lolo had the feeling that the afternoon was not going to be like others. He waited patiently for the snails to come, but they didn´t. When he was about to go home, sad and dejected, two snails appeared walking more slow than usual.
Short Story written by: Cristina Velazquez
Once upon a time, there was a monkey and a tiger; that were tired of always doing the same things and so they set out to find a new place to live . They walked a lot before finding it, but when they did, it was the most beautiful place they had ever seen. The mountains were different and varied in height, some high, some small, and some with a beautiful green colour from the trees and plants living on the mountain side.
They stayed there and the monkey dug a hole with his hands and a cave for both of them. Days passed, and they were very happy there, looking for food and playing with other animals.
Short Story written by: Luis Muñoz
Once upon a time, there was a family of pigs made up of a mum and three siblings.
The mum always played with two of her kids, fed them and took care of them, she loved them so much. But she did not take care of her third kid who was called Toto. She was always scolding and growling at him.
Short Story written by: Morena (4 years old) and Abii (13 years old)
Once upon a time, there was a very naughty monkey who one day decided to travel to a tropical forest, really far away from home. He took ten bananas before leaving and then began his journey to the forest.
He walked and walked until he was so exhausted that he decided to rest in a very high tree. After recovering his energy, he continued his journey.
Short Story written by: Rotsen Zerep.
I had always asked why my neighbors never left their house. My parents used to say that they were a bit strange, and that it was better not to talk to them. But I could not control my curiosity. “How can anyone stay always at home without at least going out to to work?”.
I sometimes wondered if they were vampires, because their skin was white, kind of pallid, and I used to see them mostly during the night. I was scared, but not scared enough to not talk to them.
