Emma nervously entered the classroom and found an empty desk while she felt the burning power of a hundred sets of eyes staring. She expected the teasing and giggles, but she didn’t expect silence.

Mrs. McDoogle had a bugle, But she couldn’t play a note.

On a summer evening in August, Laura sat cross-legged on the concrete floor of the teepee-shaped rec center. The air was heavy and warm inside.

One stormy night, as I tried to sleep, The scary monsters began to creep.

For the first time, Becca truly realised that grown-ups couldn’t see magic. Magic that nevertheless was very real, very powerful, and very frightening.

Eventually, some of the bravest voles offered to join Mr. Vole, and they formed a secret club which they called the 'Resistance.'

Beth wore her favorite pink smock. It had bottomless pockets perfect for carrying important things like handfuls of rubber bands, marbles the color of oceans, a red shoelace, a spoon, and two troops of plastic soldiers- one blue and one green.

Oowama loved mud. As large as a school bus, though many times longer, the giant worm swam and played along the muddy lakes and streams.

“This is the one with the four suspects – all students of the watercolour artist who was found dead on the floor after teaching an art class.

Once upon a time, in a small village snuggled into the side of a wooded valley, lived a candlemaker.