Bobby didn't talk much in class. When he did speak, the other children often made fun of him because he stammered. His words just wouldn't come out right. They twisted around his tongue like slimy... [+]
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Bobby didn't talk much in class. When he did speak, the other children often made fun of him because he stammered. His words just wouldn't come out right. They twisted around his tongue like slimy... [+]
Nelson Packrat was a pack rat who lived in a small cave. One day his mother looked around the tunnels of their nest and thought it was time for a spring cleaning.
"Nelson, I can barely get into... [+]
The adventurous little mole, whose name was Oscar, lived in a mole-hole at the bottom of the sea with his unadventurous mother and father and his timid little sister who was scared of everything... [+]
The creepy old house smells like three-month-old kitty litter and rotting dumpster food.
The night is cold, and the air in the run-down house even colder. Rachel takes another step down the... [+]
Rocco always knew he was a little different.
While other dinosaurs ran wild through the forest, Rocco spent his time in the kitchen wearing an apron and doing baking experiments.
Rocco was... [+]
Lake Tahoe, July 1st, 2018
Hello Benjamin,
I'm Erin. You don't know me, but I know a little bit about you. I found your library card in my bedroom in this cabin. Here’s what I know about... [+]
Queen Riddles was a fun-loving monarch who liked riddles and jokes. She had spent most of her life working out answers to riddles, so there were few who could trick her. All it took was a little... [+]
There was a hippo in the kitchen. No one knew how it got there, or when, but there was undeniably an enormous, sloppy, disheveled hippo in the kitchen.
“And,” I said, examining the lunch my... [+]
Sometimes I can’t sleep. That’s because of the bear under the bed.
One night, the bear was breathing hard.
When he breathed in, the bed lifted up off the floor.
When he breathed... [+]
“Baa, baa, baaaaa” bleated Sally. “Life on the Renaud farm is blah, blah, blaaaah,” she complained. “Nothing ever changes. Same sheep. Same hill. Same rocks… WHOOPS!”
The stone... [+]
There’s something in my closet. Its raspy monster breath makes my curtains flutter at night. I tell my mom, but she says it’s just the sound of the wind whispering secrets to the moon.... [+]
When witches walk
and goblins stalk
and all the ghosts convene,
then please draw near
so you can hear
new rhymes for Halloween!
Little Miss Muffet
sat on a tuffet
eating her curds... [+]