Short Story for boys and girls written by: Valenzuela Fox (7 years old).

Once upon a time there was a kid called Arthur who went to collect halloween sweets. He dressed up as a pirate and, after finishing asking for sweets, went home.

Arthur went to his room after dinner, took his teddy bear and fell asleep. His parents wished him good night and kissed him happily to sleep.


While sleeping, a noise gave him a start and he woke up. Arthur looked under the bed and there on the floor was a giant! But Arthur was not scared.


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Short Story for Kids written by: team

This Short Story tells a beautiful story about a kid and his liking for halloween, but I have to set the scene for you first…

You all know about the famous day called Halloween, when everybody goes out at night dressed up as a monster, a witch, a zombie, Death or the famous E.T.

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Well, many years ago, a kid called Lolo, who really liked short stories, decided to collect all the Halloween stories he knew in one book which he called “Halloween Stories”.

He began to collect the stories when he was only five years old in an old parchment book. In spite of being only five, he remembered at least ten stories about Halloween that his parents had told him.


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Short Story written by: Helena Ruano

Surrounded by mountains near to a river, was a beautiful town with a small school in the main square. Tom was one of the teachers at the school. He was very wise and his pupils really liked him.

One day, Peter, the youngest in the class asked the teacher if ghosts existed.

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Short Story written by: Sthefy

A long time ago in a faraway forest, lived a monster. All the animals were scared of it and always ran away from him.

The monster always looked angry, and those who had seen his face said that his eyes reflected the evil that was in his heart.

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One day, a beautiful hummingbird, drinking in a big lake, saw lots of animals running to the North of the forest. The beautiful bird asked one of the animals why, and the animal said: “If you want to stay alive, run! Continue reading…


Every year, the Smith family went on holiday to their favourite campsite which was near to a beach.

But one year they saw something really strange when they arrived. All the huts and bungalows looked filthy and deserted. They were full of spider webs and the water in the pool was totally green.

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The family were about to get out of their car to see more clearly what was happening, when something unexpected happened: The door to the campsite closed violently and they couldn’t leave. Continue reading…


John was a boy who lived with his father and his big brother in a small town.

John´s brother was really smart unlike John. Everybody admired him, even his father.

One day, John´s brother injured his hand in a domestic accident and it started to bleed. His father went to John and said “John, your brother´s hand is bleeding, don´t look at him, you might be afraid”.

John didn´t understand his father and asked him – “What is fear?”.-  His father couldn’t believe what he was saying, – “You don’t know what fear means? Ok, go to the woods and you will discover what it means”. And so that is what John did. Continue reading…


Once upon a time, in the middle of a forest, there was a grey house that looked rather frightening. It seemed as if no one lived there, for the windows were full of spider webs and the glass was so filthy it was impossible to see inside the house.

But in fact there was someone living there… a witch known all around the world as “the twitchy witch“. The twitchy witch had a wart right on the tip of her big nose, big black eyes and grey-and-white hair. She was a witch all right, a very ugly witch, and she was scary to look at.

The twitchy witch had always lived in the forest, and on certain days of the year she would go into the village a few kilometres away and frighten the people who lived there.

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Today was one of the days that our witch, the twitchy witch, went into the village. Like all witches, she used her broom to get from place to place. So, dressed in dark clothing, she put on her pointy black hat, picked up her broom and set off.

It was getting dark by the time the twitchy witch arrived at the village. When some of the villagers out on the streets saw the silhouette of the twitchy witch flying atop her broom, they went running to their houses as fast as the blink of an eye.

The twitchy witch couldn’t stop cackling to see the people flee in fear. Continue reading…