Category: Stories
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The Prodigal Kitten
Once upon a time there were two kittens who lived in a beautiful home with a beautiful family looking after them. One was called Ricky and the other Mr. Fuzzball, and they were old enough to live without their mum. They were both adorable in their own unique way. They had everything they needed: meals…
Johannes Breuninger
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Pet & Vet
Eve looked across to the seat beside her. Frenchy, her cat, was wide-eyed and terrified, as her sister held on to him gently. The trio were on the way to the vet, and it wasn’t pleasant for any of them. The cat had been limping for a while, and it had been painful for him.…
Johannes Breuninger
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The Boy and his Flower
Once upon a time there was a boy, who lived in a dry country of red and yellow sands. He was happy for the most part: the land was beautiful, though sometimes dangerous, he had a little tent he lived in, and there was a well nearby, which always had enough water every day for…
Johannes Breuninger
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A Lesson in Darts
The young darts enthusiast, Adam, stood excited and ready in the training room. Today was his first day training to be a darts champion, and while he hadn’t actually played darts before, he just knew in his heart that he would be brilliant. He had found the darts gym by chance one day, as he…
Johannes Breuninger
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The Gift of Getting a Gift
Scene One – Take One “I want the Snickers! Gimme the snickers!” “Shush Jimmy” “I want it now!!!” “JIMMY!” “MOM! I want the Snickers, Gimme the Snickers, I want it now!!!!!!!” ” “ “I said gimme the snickers. GIVE ME THE SNICKERS. Please give me the snickers. I HATE YOU MOM! I want the Snickers,…
Johannes Breuninger
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Messy.
In the studio of the master potter, the buzz of daybreak was beginning to fill the atmosphere. In the dim glow of sunlight cautiously peeking in through the crack beneath the barn door, the tools lay in anticipation. The wheel stood ready, and plenty of clay was gathered around prepared for the day’s work ahead.…
Johannes Breuninger
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I know Dad will Come
“How come you’re not scared, then?”, asked Bertrand, the young boy with an old-fashioned name, a pair of glasses, and a frown on his face. “I know my Dad will come help us.”, replied Isabelle, the young girl with brown hair, green eyes, and a light smile on her face. “But what if he doesn’t?…
Johannes Breuninger
Warm Yellow Glow 