Short Story written by: Karith Nahanna.
Once upon a time there was a mouse that really liked cheese, and was always looking for it. One day, he met a pretty girl mouse and they fell in love, however she had a friend who was also in love with her.
One day, the mouse went out to look for some cheese and met her friend. He didn’t want them to be together but wanted them to break up and so he set a trap.
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: Niky
This is the legend of two witches, a good one, called Adrianna, and a bad one called Evilyn.
One dark afternoon, Adrianna went into the forest and by chance came upon a very charitable and lively girl called Lily, who also had a bad side.
Short Story written by: Cecijorgesofi
George the farmer, used to visit his friend Ross after working with his tractor. Ross was a pink pony and had violet and pink hair and a lovely pink heart shaped mark on his backside.
Ross the pony was George’s best friend because he was the pony of love. One day, something incredible happened to the pony. A pair of wings appeared on his back.
Short Story written by: Almac Rocha
Once upon a time there was a dog who lived with a family that had an asthmatic daughter.
As the dog was alone, the family decided to buy another dog to be his friend. It was a little dog called Chik. That night, the family ate fish and the little dog swallowed a fish bone and died.
Short Story written by: Miguel Angel Motta U.
Once upon a time, there was a farmer who owned a flock of one hundred sheep. They went out every day to graze in the leafy fields. One day, one of the sheep disobeyed his master and escaped.
The owner used to advise them not to go far on their own because there was a wolf hanging around those fields that would hurt them.
Short Story written by: Maria Eugenia Aburto
Andrea lived in a small town with her parents and her little brother. The town still had old houses, fruit trees and windmills that pumped water from the wells.
Andrea was a lively nine year old girl. She had white skin, curly, coffee-coloured hair but wasn’t very healthy. She really liked to help her mum at home by watering the roses in the garden during spring. There were many roses of many different colours; yellow, a variety of pinks, red and white, and there was one in particular that stood out among all the others because it was violet.
Short Story written by: Graciela Lorena Bogado
In a little cabin, a good woman called Juliet was finishing sewing a doll that she had made with some pieces of fabric. ¡How cute it is! – She thought to herself looking at it.
As the doll had been made with fabric, Juliet decided to name her Clothy.
Short Story written by: Juan pablo Urcola.
Rufus was living in a confortable and cute little house in garden full of lemon trees. He was a very happy and loving puppy; his paws were brown and his belly were a chocolate colour. He had big coffee-coloured eyes and his ears were like two cotton pompoms.
One day, Anna arrived home from school and went to look for Rufus to play with him, but Rufus wasn´t there.
Short Story written by: Ana Maria y Camilo (Gomez siblings)
Once upon a time there was a very poor, humble and charitable boy, who was alone. He used to walk around the forest helping the animals that lived there, because he had nobody else. His parents and brothers had died in a house fire. This had happened when he was gathering firewood and fruits of the forest, and when he went back home it was too late, the house had burnt to the ground.
Now the kid walked through the forest everyday, picking fruit and plants to eat, dreaming about having a family and a little house so he could stop living in the cold forest.
