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New Story Contest: Magical - Laylah B. - 12/16/21
Contest: Winners
New Story Contest: Magical
The Little People
“Hey, Lotus, mind getting some firewood?” Mom asked.
I looked outside at the storm. Rain pelted the windows and struck the trees. The wind buffeted our sturdy little cottage and rattled the pipes.
I shrugged. I had dealt with much worse.
I quickly bundled up a d stepped outside. I squinted as fat drops of rain hit me and the wind tugged at my scarf. I pushed myself across the yard toward the woodshed. It’s a good thing Mom built the woodshed last year or our fuel would never survive this weather.
I was about to pick up some wood when a small light caught my eye. Curious, I walked into the woods toward it.
Under the many trees in the forest, the rain fell less thickly. Even the din of the storm was distant here. I could hear everything in the forest. The crunch of leaves, the rattle of branches, the whisper of wind.
I drew closer to the light. Now, I could see that it was a tiny, flickering fire! And around it sat three little people!
The little people appeared frustrated. I looked around and understood what was wrong. They needed more wood for their fire, but everything they could reach was wet.
I looked up and saw that there were some dry twigs under the bigger branches. I snapped off a few and placed them in front of the little people.
They smiled up at me, their tiny faces lit by their fire.
Suddenly, I heard my name being called. I turned toward the cottage and started walking. I looked back, and the little people and their fire were gone.
I grinned. “We’re all together on a night like this,” I whispered. “Even those magical,”
I pushed through the forest to the cottage, with joy in my heart and a story to tell.
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