These are the results of a writing challenge I issued in my journal in January 2011. I asked folks to come up with stories about vampires, werewolves, or other horror monsters. The catch is that the stories had to be appropriate for children.
Enjoy!
Bob Wakes Up by Tobaeus, literature
Literature
Bob Wakes Up
Bob woke with one thought on his mind: He was hungry. It did not seem strange to him that he had to punch his way through two inches of wood or dig his way up through several feet of packed soil. As he gained his feet, he did not bother to brush the dirt off his clothes. Something was wiggling in his ear. He almost reached up to rid himself of the potential pest, but the smell of warm meat was carried to him on the night breeze.
Large stones jutted up from the ground around him- this was a graveyard- and Bob was careful to go around them. Still, there were some stones that hid low and caught on Bob's feet, and he found it took a lo
Emily's parents had never approved of her having a dog, so she was very excited when Larry bounded up to her. She knew his name was Larry because it said so on the tag hanging from his collar. Larry sniffed at her lunchbox, then stared up at her with wide yellow eyes. He whined pitifully.
"It's OK, I can share," she said.
She opened her lunchbox and withdrew a bag of chips. They barely had time to hit the sidewalk before Larry gobbled them up. He panted happily and whined for more. Emily unwrapped half of the ham sandwich her mother made, but Larry whined again when she held it out to him. She returned for the other half and was rewarded wi
I probably wouldn't have gone to the market square that evening if Zoë hadn't turned up. I'd been tasked with showing her round the village, as she was my new neighbour, and we were both of an age.
'This is Mr Gregg's farm,' I said. I was giving her the full guided tour. 'These are Mr Gregg's sheep. Those are this year's lambs, see?'
The lambs were only months old. It was a cool evening in early summer, and the village was green and beautiful.
Zoë yawned. 'It's all just farms. This is the most boring place I've ever been, and the only other person my age is a boring, stupid boy. I want to go home.'
'You are home,' I said