Kids' Stories Collection
Four original stories for ages 9–12
The Midnight Library
Ethan always passed by the old library on Elm Street, boarded up and forgotten. But
one midnight, he noticed a faint glow inside.
The heavy doors creaked open on their own, and rows of books stretched farther than
he could see.
Each book seemed alive, whispering secrets when he brushed their spines.
A golden book called his name, and as he opened it, words floated off the page into
the air.
The words told him stories of people in town—past, present, and even the future.
He realized the library wasn’t about books, but about lives written and unwritten.
A cloaked librarian appeared, warning him that knowing too much could change
everything.
Ethan faced a choice: close the book or discover what was written about him.
With trembling hands, he turned the page and saw his name glowing in bold letters.
The last line read: ‘Tonight, Ethan becomes the new Guardian of the Midnight Library.’
The Clockmaker’s Apprentice
Clara loved visiting Mr. Wren’s dusty clock shop, where ticking filled the air like music.
One rainy afternoon, she found him staring at a broken clock with glowing hands.
He whispered, 'This clock keeps time for the whole town. If it stops, so does
everything.'
Curious, Clara offered to help. Mr. Wren smiled, handing her tiny silver tools.
As she adjusted the gears, the clock flickered, showing glimpses of past and future.
She saw herself running through a strange town square she had never visited.
Suddenly, time froze around her—raindrops hung in the air like glass.
Only the clock ticked, and Mr. Wren said, 'You are chosen to keep time moving.'
Clara fixed the last gear, and the world shuddered back into motion.
From that day, she was no longer just a visitor—she was the Clockmaker’s
Apprentice.
The Lost Island of Whispers
Sami, Priya, and Leo built a raft for summer adventure, but a sudden storm swept
them far away.
When they woke, they saw an island shrouded in mist, with trees swaying though
there was no wind.
As they stepped ashore, the trees whispered their names.
The children looked at each other—how could the island know them?
The whispers guided them deeper, revealing hidden waterfalls and glowing flowers.
A massive stone face carved in the cliffs spoke: 'Few are chosen to hear us.'
The island told them it was alive, but it needed their help to stay safe from rising tides.
They worked together, stacking rocks to build protective barriers.
The island’s voice grew stronger, thanking them for listening when others never did.
As the mist cleared, they found their raft waiting, but the whispers promised they could
return.
The Dragon Who Hated Fire
In the kingdom of Eldara, every dragon could breathe fire—except Ember.
Other dragons mocked him, calling him useless.
One day, a terrible drought struck the kingdom. Crops withered, and rivers dried.
The king begged the dragons for help, but their fire only burned the fields worse.
Ember, feeling hopeless, wandered to the mountain springs.
There, he discovered he could breathe cool, healing water instead of fire.
He rushed back and poured streams of water over the dying fields.
Plants revived, rivers flowed again, and the people cheered for the dragon of water.
The fire-breathing dragons bowed to Ember, realizing his gift was rarer than fire.
From then on, Ember was no longer the dragon who hated fire, but the dragon who
saved the kingdom.
