Not a very long time ago, in a land so far away, there stood a happy kingdom. It was ruled by the king, with his queen, and a prince, a princess, a prince, and another prince. And the princess? Yep! That's me! My name is Regie, but I prefer to be called "Red". Yup! that's my nickname! You see, I'm not the kind of princess who can dance, or sing beautifully or even move gracefully. But I have my own talent. I have this very, very wide imagination. So wide and colorful that It can already be a book. But there's a problem. I don't know how to start. But I'm working on it. And maybe someday, I will be one of the authors who gives inspirations and motivations through the magic of books. The End!

whenever the 2 boys feels like they miss someone, they go talk to the moon so it can deliver the message to the person they miss.

Lumie, a tiny firefly with a flickering light, embarks on a magical journey to discover her true glow. Guided by courage, wisdom, and kindness, she learns that even the smallest light can brighten the darkest nights.

Bunty and Bubbly Author: Sorit Gupto Illustrator: Sorit Gupto Bunty loves to play with butterflies... 2/12 ...and with birds. 3/12 She loves to play with paper boats. 4/12 She also likes to make sand castles. 5/12 When Bunty goes back home, her mother asks her to clean up. But she refuses. 6/12 "I hate soaps!" she screams. 7/12 One night, she has a dream. The germs are all around her castle, and are attacking her. 8/12 Bunty is chased by the germs. She runs for her life and screams, “Help… Help!” 9/12 Suddenly, Soap King Bubbly appears. “Bunty, don’t be afraid,” he says. “Go attack the germs!” the Soap King orders his army of bubbles. 10/12 The army of bubbles chases the germs away. 11/12 These days, Bunty likes to use soap, and she brushes and scrubs herself clean. 12/12 Bunty and Bubbly Bunty does not like soaps. So, she refuses to clean up. Then one night she has a dream. What happens after that

The old library of Melor Town stood tall, its wooden doors creaking as Amir stepped inside. The scent of aged paper filled the air as he browsed the dusty shelves. In the archive room, a manuscript lay hidden beneath old newspapers. Its leather cover was cracked, its pages yellowed with time. As he turned the fragile sheets, he noticed something strange—several pages were missing, torn away deliberately. The remaining words hinted at a forgotten chapter of Melor Town’s history. Determined to uncover the truth, Amir sought the help of Mei Ling, a young journalist. She scanned the manuscript, her eyes widening. "This is important," she murmured. They turned to Encik Arvind, an elderly historian, who listened carefully before nodding. "There have been whispers about a lost part of our past," he said, retrieving a dusty box. "But the truth was buried long ago." Guided by the manuscript’s clues, the three ventured into the oldest part of town, following fading symbols carved into the walls. Their search led them back to the library, where Amir discovered a hidden compartment behind a wooden panel. Inside was an ancient letter, its words matching the manuscript’s handwriting. The letter revealed a forgotten unity—how Malays, Chinese, and Indians had once built Melor Town together, only for their contributions to be erased from history. Mei Ling’s voice trembled. "So, what we were taught wasn’t complete?" Encik Arvind sighed. "History is often written by those in power, but the truth always finds its way back." Determined, Amir and Mei Ling wrote an article exposing the lost history. By morning, "The Lost Story of Melor Town" spread across the community. Elders shared forgotten stories, and younger generations saw their town in a new light. That night, for the first time in decades, the old bell tower chimed—a symbol of the past returning to its rightful place. The people of Melor Town stood together, not as separate groups, but as one.

The story of a middle child.

1. This tale of Annie's magical journey is a story of self-discovery, bravery, and the boundless possibilities of the imagination. 2. It reminds us that magic can be found in the most unexpected places and that every individual has the potential to create an extraordinary adventure.

My name is Aqma, and I don’t think my name is cool. Why did I have to be named Aqma? Wouldn’t Leo or Max sound much better? Today is my first day of school, and I’m so nervous. What if my classmates laugh when I introduce myself? Just like the kids in my neighborhood who teased me. Mom always said, “They only teased you because they liked you.” I wasn’t so sure. They said my name sounded strange and made up silly rhymes. I chased them until they ran away, laughing. Ever since then, I wished for a cooler name. “Aqma, let’s go! It’s time for school,” Mom called. I sighed and followed her. On the way, I thought hard. Maybe I could mumble my name, or pretend I forgot it when it’s my turn. When we arrived, Mom gave me a hug and said, “You’ll do great, Aqma. Your name is perfect, just like you.” As I walked into class, lost in thought, BUMP! I ran into a girl with curly hair. “Oops! Sorry!” I said quickly. “No, it’s okay! Hey, what’s your name?” she asked, smiling. “Oh no, this is it,” I thought. “I’m Aq... Aqma,” I mumbled. “Aqma? That’s so cool!” she said brightly. “I’m Rina.” “Wait, you think Aqma is cool?” I blinked, surprised. “Of course! Aqma sounds unique and strong,” Rina replied. “We should be friends!” Before I knew it, other kids gathered around. “Aqma is a great name!” one said. I couldn’t stop smiling. I never thought anyone would like my name, let alone think it was cool. By the end of the day, I felt proud. Mom was right all along. My name is Aqma, and I think it’s VERY cool!

Goes to Daycare

A continuation from my first book "Angels Among Us" about my son; Caleb, who developed Asperger's Syndrome and was being bullied in school. The book and his story was created to help teachers and fellow students understand the world they live in and why they are so different from their peers.

A young precocious girl wishes she were a bunch of animals and things, explaining what she would do if she were the thing she wishes to be. At the end, she realizes that although she's just a kid, she is powerful enough to change the world in some small way.

Two children were taken away from their parents. The two struggled to fit in. Through a few obstacles and rebellious behavior, they made out of the home and there are surprising events as the came of age.

One sunny day, Lina was helping her father, a kind gardener, plant seeds in their garden. She asked, "Papa, why don’t we plant anything near the dark forest?" Her father smiled. "The forest may seem scary, Lina, but fear is like darkness—it feels big, but it shrinks when you face it." Lina frowned. "But what if it doesn’t? What if something bad happens?" Her father held up a small seed. "Do you know what this is?" "A seed," Lina replied. "Yes," her father said. "It’s tiny, but with care, it grows into a strong tree. Courage is like this seed. It starts small but grows every time you face your fears." That evening, Lina thought about her father’s words. The next morning, she stood at the edge of the forest, holding her lucky stone. Her heart raced as she stepped inside. The tall trees cast long shadows, and strange sounds filled the air. But Lina remembered, "One step at a time." As she walked, she noticed wildflowers and sunlight peeking through the trees. The forest wasn’t as scary as she thought. That evening, Lina thought about her father’s words. The next morning, she stood at the edge of the forest, holding her lucky stone. Her heart raced as she stepped inside. The tall trees cast long shadows, and strange sounds filled the air. But Lina remembered, "One step at a time." As she walked, she noticed wildflowers and sunlight peeking through the trees. The forest wasn’t as scary as she thought.

1. Kelicia is a lovely princess born in rural Jamaica. She had short thick black hair and she was brown in complexion. 2. One fateful day, a dark shadow fell upon the kingdom of Ashbourne. An evil witch named Bloodstone. 3. All the plants withered and animals fell ill 4. Kelicia sought the guidance of the wise elders and the spirits of the land. 5. She travelled to the heart of the dark enchanted forest. 6. Bloodstone conjured dark spells and summoned shadowy creatures. 7. In a climactic battle of light against darkness, Kelicia's courage and compassion prevailed, with a powerful burst of light. 8. All the darkness went away 9. The people of Ashbourne rejoiced 10. From that day she ruled her people with wisdom and compassion

1. Once upon a time, in a vibrant kingdom nestled between rolling hills and bubbling streams, there lived a little girl named Amara. Amara was a bright and joyful child, her laughter echoing through the town, bringing smiles to everyone she met. 2. Amara's home was a cozy cottage painted in the colors of the rainbow. Her parents, Queen Zola and King Kwame, ruled the kingdom with kindness and wisdom. They adored their daughter, and the kingdom flourished under their caring rule. 3. One sunny morning, while Amara was playing in the garden, she discovered a magical garden filled with colorful flowers that twinkled like stars. Each flower hummed a sweet melody and had its own enchanting tale to tell.

Children and teenagers nowadays have problems with self-acceptance. They have a lot of complexes. Get to know children with complexes and how they deal with them. Mark has protruding ears, Anne has a big belly, Thomas is very short, Kate has crooked teeth, Jack has glasses and Julia has a big nose. Write how each child deals with their problem, come up with a story for each of them and advice for children with such problems. Finally, write about how to love yourself and how to deal with complexes in a very positive and motivating way.

This is a story about the heroism of small boy called Bidemi and his three friends. It is the story of how the bravery of these little lads saved a small community from some form of oppression. They were naïve and clueless, but they saw an opportunity to be heroes and they took it.

Once upon a time, a giant named Matt lived in the enchanted town of CG--short for Castle Grande. While Matt towered above all the people of CG, don't let his giant demeanor fool you. Matt was a gentle giant. So gentle, in fact, that every morning when Matt went to work, he first greeted his shop cat with a gentle, but firm, "Good Morning". Matt spent his days tinkering about with bicycles. One day, after his daily kitty "Good Morning", Giant Matt thought how fun it would be to create toy bicycles. Although they would only fit in the palm of his hand, they would be a true work of craftsmanship. So, Matt set out on a journey. Giant Matt spent days and nights tinkering about to create his tiny palm bikes. Alas, one day after countless hours of tinkering, Giant Matt finally had the best of the best tiny toy bicycle! He was so proud of his creation! So proud, in fact, that he couldn't just let it sit in his giant palm and look pretty. "This tiny bike must serve a better purpose" thought Matt allowed to his shop kitty. Then, as if a sign from the universe, a small human creature passed in front of his shop. "What is this tiny creature?!" Exclaimed Matt. Matt quickly ran after the small creature. Once Giant Matt reached the creature, he realized that he was wrong--this wasn't a tiny creature, it was a real boy! "A real boy who can enjoy a tiny bicylce his size?" Thought Matt. He opened his palm and handed the small boy the ticketed bicycle. To Gaint Matt's joy, the bicycle was the right size for this real human boy!

In a charming garden, Rosie the rabbit, Benny the bear and Daisy the deer found the most beautiful roses so patterned with beautiful petals. Each petal was pink, yellow, white, like gold. Rosie, with her soft paws, caressed the roses in the light breeze that blew them. Benny, with his big bear hug, shared warmth, making the roses shine brighter like diamonds. Daisy, with her elegant step, looked lovingly at each rose, which shone so beautifully on the slats. Together they created a symphony of friendship and blossoming love. The garden,, became a living tapestry of colors, they were colorful like a rainbow and shone on the slate like the most beautiful diamonds.

This story uses the metaphor of a stone to gently and powerfully convey the journey of grief and loss in a way that resonates deeply with children. It captures the heavy and often isolating feeling that accompanies grief, yet inspires hope by showing that, over time, we can grow strong enough to carry that weight. Through vivid imagery of soaring, grounding, and gradual strength building, children can relate to the experience of feeling weighed down by sadness while also seeing a path toward resilience. The protagonist’s journey from feeling stuck to finding a new way to rise offers a comforting reminder that healing is possible, even if it looks different from the past. By ending with a message of empathy and support for others who may carry the same weight, the story emphasizes the importance of kindness and uplifting others. In There's a Stone in My Pocket, a child once free to soar through life finds themselves weighed down by a mysterious stone that symbolises grief and loss. As they watch their friends fly, they feel stuck and alone. However, over time, they grow strong enough to carry the stone and find their own way to rise. This touching story explores themes of grief, resilience, and hope, ultimately showing young readers that while the weight of loss may never fully disappear, they can find the strength to move forward and even help others along the way.