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There was an old house on the street. It was almost 300 years old. Flowers and poems and funny faces were cared into the wood. The second floor hung way out over the ground floor, and right under the roof was a metal spout with a dragon's head. Rainwater was supposed to run out of the dragon's mouth, but it came out of its belly instead because there was a hole in it.   

What a lucky boy Thomas was! For his sixth birthday, he was given lots of presents, but he had two special favorites. One was a box of tiny soldiers, which had been cast in metal from an old spoon. The spoon was almost big enough to make 25 soldiers, but not quite; the final tin soldier had only one leg because the toy maker had run out of metal.  

There was a mess in Emily's room, and it had grown even bigger since yesterday. None of her clothes were put away. Crumbled paper, broken crayons, and old sandwich crusts were lying all over the floor. "Clean up this room now!" said Emily's mother. "And don't forget to pick up your books. If you keep leaving them all over the house, your favorite stories will be ruined."

Today is my birthday. Today I am going to have an amazing party. Today I'll get present and cake! My dad fills the balloons for my party with a funny gas which make them float up in the air. My cat tries to catch them. It's my birthday! Yeah...

It was New Year's Eve, and it was the coldest night the town had seen for many years. A little girl was heading home, walking barefoot through the cold, damp streets. She tried to avoid the sidewalks because the snow lay so thick on the ground, burying her legs all the way up to her knees.  

It was a cold, rainy day as Sam hurriedly followed her mom to the clothing store. Sam's mom had to hold on tightly to her umbrella so that the wind wouldn't blow it away. It was a little puppy. It was wet and shaking from the cold....they took the puppy home. It‘s a very touching story? Let's enjoy it.

Mother frog has lots of little baby tadpoles in the pond. The water gets warmer and the baby tadpoles grow bigger. Mother duck and ducklings are playing in the water. "Where is our mother?" They ask mother duck.

Dilly is a gray, ugly duck. Dilly is different from the others. Dilly feels sad and lonely. This audiobook is a short story for you kids....  

Today was the day that Tyler had been waiting for ever since he turned the page on his calendar to October. The leaves had changed color on the trees in his garden, his mom took him to the pumpkin farm to pick out the perfect pumpkin, and he even got to choose his Halloween costume. 

"Dadi, wake up," said the Little Puppy. "Why? What's wrong?" asked Daddy Dog. "Well, I woke up early and now I want to hear a story about when you were a puppy," answered the Little Puppy. Daddy Dog sat up in bed and cleared the sleep away from his eyes. "Okay, Little Puppy," he said, "I'll tell you a story." "When I was little," said Daddy Dog, "I lived in Egypt." 

There once was a little girl as bright as the morning sun. She was named after her golden locks of hair and called Goldilocks. Goldilocks lived on the edge of a deep forest with her mama and papa. She loved to play in the forest, gather flowers, climb trees, and spot little critters.  

It was almost Christmas time! Papa Panov, the shoemaker, stepped outside his shop and watched the happy passersby in the street. The village was full of laughter and merriment as people bought last-minute presents for their families and friends.

The little girl was the sweetest girl with her curly golden hair tied with a ribbon, She could be seen playing in her yard most of the day. Who could stay indoors on such a lovely summer day? Anna always remembered to say "please", "thank you" and "excuse me", which made her mother happy and proud.

"Another boring Saturday," I thought to myself as I watched the rain through the car window. It was early in the morning, and my mom was taking me to stay with Grandpa while she went to work. "Can't I just stay at home by myself, Mom? I am way too old for a babysitter," I protested. "You know how I feel about that, Matt," she answered, turning into the driveway.