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Some More Tiny Tales 4, 5, 6

Here are more of my friend’s Tiny Tale submissions.

Tiny Tale Bundle #4

“Wow, thanks Uncle Ryan!” Ruby exclaimed as she gazed at her new blue jean jacket. “I love it so much!”

“Well I’m glad you like it Rubilina” Uncle Ryan always called Ruby nicknames.

“It’s wonderful.” said Ruby in response. She pulled on the warm jacket over her white shirt. It fit perfectly. She beamed at her uncle and gave him a big hug.

“Ruby, there’s another half birthday gift waiting at the post office for you. Why don’t you walk over and get it?” Ruby’s mom, Rosa, hollered from the kitchen. Ruby hopped up and ran to the bathroom. She undid her long blonde braids, and straightened her hair. Once she was out the door and on the streets, she noticed everyone around her were wearing gray and beige and black. After she acknowledged this, she stood higher, for her bright blue jacket was a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

Tiny Tale Bundle #5

(She would like to note that Adan is pronounced “ah-dahn”)

The sun was sizzling hot as Adan ventured on through the forest. Suddenly he saw a light in the corner of his eye.

“Will-o’-Wisp,” he whispered to himself “I’ve finally caught one” 

Adan slowly crept to the Astonishing creature and slammed his net on top of the Will-o’-Wisp. He laughed in glory and relief. The village folk would finally respect him for he had caught a real Will-o’-, wait a second, he leaned toward the creature and to his much disappointment, he realized he had only caught a glowing butterfly. He let go of the net and pouted on a log. 

“Hold on – glowing butterfly?!?!?!?” Adan shot his head back to look at the butterfly once again. Only, the creature had vanished.

Tiny Tale Bundle #6

Rhea was unquestionably anxious as her stern teacher, Ms. Williams, passed out the former history assignment. Everything was dead silent for everyone was nervous as well. It was almost her turn. Ms. Williams placed the paper on Rhea’s desk. Rhea slowly turned it over, and right there, written in thick red marker, was a circled F. Rhea’s blood started to boil. She stood up and shouted, “YOU FAILED ME?!?!” interrupting the silence.

Ms. Williams slowly twisted her head directly at Rhea, giving her the death stare. Rhea instantly regretted what she had just done, for she knew she was in big trouble!


A teenager obsessed with words of all kinds. When I’m not reading or writing, I like musical theater, drawing, and painting. (she/her)

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