Story and Illustrations By Dory Antaya, age 7, Middletown, Connecticut

Julie opened the door to the closet and there, sitting on the floor, was a locked chest…Julie walked over to the chest.

By Kyle Abes, age 11, California

Oh, no! There are only a few minutes left of class, and I have to face that bully, Butch. Maybe he will not see me in the crowd of other sixth-graders.

By Andrew Shelton, age 11, Lamar, Missouri

Jack opened the door to the closet and sitting on the floor, was a locked chest. He thought to himself, I don’t remember that being there.

By Ayat Shaukatullah, age 12, India

Karma would’ve considered herself the happiest girl in the forest. It was the most beautiful, the greenest, and the most fun place.

By Krithik Ashokkumar, age 10, East Brunswick, NJ

My name is Charlie Diaz. One day I opened the door to the closet and there, sitting on the floor, was a locked chest.

By Hridhima Tyagi, Contributing Writer

“A village? What is that?”
Jake looked at his five-year-old son’s innocent face and smiled. “You’ll see,” he said.