I like to write short stories for children. I not a PROFESSIONAL writer. Do not judge strictly. cat_3nodding
Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 9:08 am
Once there was a little gray cloud in the sky. Her name was cloud-spitfire. She had no friends, because she always make rain. She wandered alone in the sky. Once the cloud passed over a small house with a beautiful flowered garden. Cloud was curious to know who is living in this lovely house, and she stood over him. As soon as she did, immediately began to rain. And suddenly, this wonderful old house ran in appearance that it was clear that she was very glad the rain! The old woman smiled, and shouted to the sky "Cloud- thank you very much!" All because she was old, and it was hard to drag watering with water to irrigate their favorite garden. Cloud was glad that at least someone happy it rain, and was often arrive to the house to help her grandmother watering colorful flowers. For every old lady thanked rain clouds, and she flew away contentedly in other places, but then again returned. So the gray cloud-spitfire had a friend who was always happy to see her =))
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