Storytime

*I am apologizing in advance for the length of this post*

So as some of you may or may not know I love to read books. I love to read to children. I love children's books specifically. I will read them to myself while a child ignores me, i could care less that I am a teen reading a toddlers book because I love them. But I also like to tell stories to said children. It is quite fun and they seem to enjoy it too. But there is this one person that I also tell stories to. His name is Chris (one of the most awesome guys i know) and although he admits he reads “most of what I write”, he does read and like my stories. He is my inspiration for many of the stories in my head. When talking to him, and only him, i get the urge to tell a story.  I will just start off with “Once upon a time…” and then just make up a story. I will just type and basically he is finding out what happens next at the same time I am. None of them are planned, they just flow out my fingers onto the page. Tonight, after telling him a story I decided that maybe I should share them with you fellow bloggers out there. I daresay you do need to be somewhat creative at writing to have a blog. So here is the story I wrote for him tonight. Oh and on a side note, almost every single one ends with a moral haha, it must be the fact that most children's books do too :) So here is story number 1…no name yet…maybe you have a suggestion? and i would also like to note they are the raw unedited ones he got, fresh out of my mind. They are not fleshed out, and could use some editing, which i may get to some day but they are basic storylines. Enjoy :)

Once upon a time a girl lived in a land of sherbet. Every morning she woke up and opened her eyes to a frosty windowpane. She would make a clear spot with her warm breath and peer upon the deliciously colorful terrain of beautiful sherbet. It was a chilly, frosty wonderland of an icy delicacy. Having lived there all her life though she was pretty immune to the cold, it was just a part of her life and she couldn’t imagine it any other way. She would walk down the lane with her spoon, passing fellow neighbors with their spoons and they would choose their morning treat. Near the large orange tree in the middle of town was a pile of freshly harvested orange sherbet. Near the grape school were piles upon piles of grape sherbet. Standing next to the lemon grocery store was a fresh batch of lemon sherbet. But the most popular and beautiful mound was that of the rainbow sherbet. It was a luscious mound that towered over everything at the end of the crystallized lane she walked upon. There people from all over the town could be found having sherbet ball fights in the middle of tasting each and every color of the rainbow. It was an amazing world to live in, imagine having sherbet every day! Everyone was happy because who isn’t when surrounded by a world such as this. All they needed to make it even more perfect was unicorns.

One day the girl and her friends overheard someone having a discussion about these unicorns over afternoon tea with their sherbet. Wanting the best for the town they decided to make everyone even more happy by going to find those unicorns. They set out on an adventure encountering more worlds then they could have ever fathomed. They passed through chocolate chip castles, sugar cookie cottages, and candy cane lanes. Finally they reached the end of the fantasy worlds and there they found unicorns. They were hidden among the sugary gumdrop trees in the forest of candy land. The girls set out rounding up a group of 12 or so then they headed back to Sherbet land. Upon their arrival they were greeted with cheers because everyone had heard of their endeavors to make this a perfect world. They were more then happy to finally have those unicorns, they would make everything complete. The girl and her friends were carried down the crystallized lane to the rainbow sherbet hill upon a frozen block of sherbet. It was a joyous time for all. Sherbet was shared and enjoyed by everyone as the festivities raged on.

The next morning, after a refreshing sleep the girl woke up, looked out her frosty windowpane, and gasped in horror. The piles of delicious sherbet had be demolished. Where there were once mounds of the yummy stuff there were little puddles left. She left her house and headed down the crystallized path. Slowly others began to awake and come out of their houses. People all up and down the lane were gasping and crying and shouting because of the dismal state of their town. The girl could not believe it. Neither she nor anyone in the town had any idea where the sherbet had gone. Then she looked over to rainbow hill and saw the 6 unicorns! They were munching on the sherbet like it was their own gumdrop trees. They had been awake all night and wreaked havoc on the towns piles of sherbet. Everyone charged at the  unicorns once they realized they were the source of the trouble. They were mad, but they were not mad at the girl and her friends. She had only tried to bring the complete happiness that everyone had craved. They had all encouraged her. They were all at fault for being so greedy.  Finally a  group of adults took the unicorns and returned them to their proper home in the gumdrop forest. The townspeople made a quick decision to ration their servings of sherbet until it all the sherbet was replenished and the town went on its merry way, no worse for the wear.

As the little girl looked around she realized that you should be happy with what you have because you don't know how good you have it until its gone.