Magical Stories/Historias Mágicas

Melilla and Her Magical Friend It was the crack of dawn. Melilla was sitting at the porch. She had a blank look starring into the horizon. It had been a long and dreary night.  She sat on her rocking wooden peach swing, dangling her feet, mesmerized by the beauty of the morning, as she wiped her tears that fell like silent drops into the mug of her morning tea. The road had been too long. Her muscles ached and her heart churned. How long was this going to take place? she wondered. As she looked down and stared at the floor, swinging gently back and forth. Carrying the world on her shoulders. All of a sudden this tiny glimmer of light came flying towards her and sat on  her  right lap. It was very diamondly sparkly.  As she got closer, she saw that this sparkly dangling light had tiny baby wings on it. Silent giggles arrived at her eardrums, laughter and joy secretly reached her heart from. It was a Fairy. Althought she always had wished for it, she had never

Missy and Her Special Secret Missy the tiny mouse was rubbing her tired eyes as she laid in bed staring at the ceiling. It was 1 a.m. and the neighbors upstairs were up again. They usually were up until 1 to 3 or 4 in the morning almost everyday... what they did not seem to notice was, how it was all affecting everyone's sleep and therefore everyone's life. She cuddled herself in her star glittered patterned pajamas, boasted a sigh, then pulled herself out of bed. What to do? Should she go upstairs and complain for the 'enth' time? Should she tell them once again after she had told them 20-30 times before and nothing had changed? She put on her warm gentle pink slippers and walked towards her youngsters. She went first to Marquis who was also rubbing his tinsy bitsy eyes, in his little wooden bed.  Lily was covering her ears and Berkley the tiniest was boasting a long yawn: "When is this going to stop, Mommy?"   She told them she