لاحظت حاجتكم للقصص القصيرة فاحظرتها تفضلوا متجدد باذن الله

1. ارجوا التثبيت منكن يا مشرفات


2. When held up against the light, the dress shimmered.


3. And Maya fell deeply under its spell.


4. The dream broke at that point.


5. From that day, Gina and Rita became the best of friends.


6. "Oh no!" he gasped. "I have to get home"!


7. BmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBm...Hahahahahahaahhaha, went the monster.

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
احضرت لكم قصص انجليزية لما لاحظته من حاجتكم لها واتمنى ان تستفيدوا
وكل قصة بلون والقصص من احدى المواقع الانجليزية للاطفال

ارجوا التثبيت منكن يا مشرفات

One evening, Maya was making plans for her birthday. She sat in the living room with her father and instructed him on what to get for her.
"I want a chocolate cake...only a chocolate cake...and white candles on top, please ensure they are white...and five-differently coloured balloons, and of course, Nina's blue dress," she told him gravely.
Her father who was writing all this down, looked up. "Why Nina's blue dress?" he asked.
"Because it is the only one that is the colour of the sky," she answered. "You know daddy, blue is my favourite colour."
"Is it?" replied her father who knew why, overnight, his daughter's preferences in colour had changed. Maya's cousin Nina, had come to spend the weekend at their house. Nina was coming from school, and she was really excited because she had a role in the school play. She had been given a lovely silk blue dress which was to be her dress for the play, just before coming to Maya's house. So, she brought it with her and showed it off to Maya.

When held up against the light, the dress shimmered.

And Maya fell deeply under its spell.

From that minute, she began to tell anyone who would listen, that blue was her favourite colour and that she would wear only a blue dress to her party. Not just any blue dress, though. "One that has all these lights and pleats in front, just like Nina's."
Since her birthday was the following day and since Nina's play happened three days after that, Maya's intentions were clear to everyone, including Nina. Maya wanted to wear the dress for her birthday party.
She spent the entire day convincing her hapless cousin that they were soul sisters and that what belonged to one, naturally also belonged to the other. So, Maya's dolls and wardrobe of dresses were Nina's, and Nina's blue dress was Maya's. And Nina could not be so selfish as to deny her cousin the brief pleasure of wearing the blue dress for the party, could she?
Poor Nina! Not knowing how to react to her cousin's relentless talk of selflessness, she deeply regretted having brought the dress with her. She could see, in her mind's eye, a resplendent Maya basking under all the attention, at the party. Maya wearing the blue dress that was rightfully hers. How unbearable.
Maya's parents, who knew they would be in for the most spectacular display of tantrums if they stepped in, were in a dilemma. How could they make their daughter see what she was doing was plain bad manners, without giving her a chance to act like a martyr?
The next day, when the birthday girl woke up, she found her parents and Nina already up and wake.Nina got up and handed the blue dress to her. "You can wear this to the party. It's my birthday gift to you," she said smiling to the surprised Maya. "But you have to give it back to me as I have to wear it for the play."
"Wow, thanks so much," beamed Maya, who hadn't imagined that victory would be this easy. She had been getting ready to be all teary-eyed and mope about until, a few minutes before the party, her desperate family members would let her wear the dress.
"Now for our gifts," said her father, and Maya saw that he and mother were holding two tickets. Tickets to the newest children's fun spot in town. Maya had heard so much about it that she was dying to go there.
"But hang on a minute," added her mother as she rushed forward to claim them. "These should belong to Nina. After all, these two are soul-sisters. And if Nina is giving her new dress to her cousin to wear, it's only fair to expect Maya to hand the tickets to Nina."
"Sure, we'll go together," gushed Maya.
"If they are mine, I get to decide who comes with me, don't I?" replied Nina, then turned to Maya's mother. "Aunty will you come with me?"
"What about me?" asked an uneasy Maya who did not like where the conversation was heading.
"Nina will only use these the first time," explained her mother. "After that the tickets are your's."
"What will I do with them once they're used?" wailed Maya. "I can't use the same tickets again, can I?"
"Well, if you demand to be the first one to wear Nina's dress, then she too can demand to be the first one to use these tickets," said father. "The rest is your problem."
That silenced Maya for a while. A little later she returned the dress to her cousin. "Sorry, I was being mean," she said. "You wouldn't have liked it would you, if I had worn your dress first?"
"No, I wouldn't have," Nina told her. "And please take these tickets back. They are your's."
"They are our's," responded Maya. "We're both going. Just think how much we'll have to describe to the kids who come to my party in the evening."
The dining table was loaded with goodies - cake, pastries, pies, halwa, laddoo and yes, her favourite cookies. Nina wanted to eat them all. The 10-year-old stuffed a couple of cookies in her mouth but the cookies tasted a little different. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't gulp them down.

The dream broke at that point.

Nina woke up with a start and found herself chewing on a bed sheet. She was in her dormitory bed and it was pitch dark. A grumbling stomach reminded her of how terribly hungry she was. All because of Mr. Katiyaar, the poker-faced warden of the residential school which had been her home for the last one year.
He had found Nina talking during dinner time and had punished her by asking her to go hungry to bed. Nothing escaped the eagle-eyed warden.
And now this dream which had made her hungrier. Nina paced up and down her dormitory in desperation. She looked enviously at roommates, peacefully asleep with their stomachs full.
Suddenly Nina remembered a box of cookies sent by her mother, that was lying in her locker. She had been hiding it from her friends for an emergency. Clearly, this was an emergency.
The locker room was at the extreme end of the long corridor, and venturing out in the dark and creepy hallway was nothing short of climbing Mount Everest. Nina took her first trembling step towards the doorway and almost ran back. She remembered a boy from her class bragging about his encounter with a ghost while he was on his way to the toilet at night.
But her stomach egged her on. The same hallway in the morning never looked so eerie, thought Nina. Pale with fright, the girl scout walked on and tried not to think about the ghosts and witches that could lurking around in a corner somewhere.
At last she reached the locker room. Slowly turning the doorknob, Nina stepped into the dark room, let out a sigh of relief and walked towards her locker. So familiar was she with her locker that she could locate it with her eyes shut.
Then a sound almost made her jump with fright. "It's nothing but my imagination," she assured herself. Again something rustled and moved in the room. Someone was there in the room, and Nina trembled with fear. Probably it was that ghost who frequented the corridor. She decided to grab her box of cookies and run back to her room.
Sweating with fear, Nina gripped the locker door and yanked it open. And she got the fright of her life - someone was sitting inside her locker! Even in the dark she could make out a pair of eyes like hers. So the corridor ghost lives in my locker, Nina thought in horror.
She let out a piercing scream. And to her surprise the ghost started yelling back. Hey, ghosts are not supposed to scream but make frightening noises, she thought. Nina's mouth fell open in surprise and there was a silence in the room for a moment. The locker door swung back into its place.
Before she could think of anything, the door burst open and a swarm of students and teachers flooded the room. All the lights were switched on in a minute.
"What's the matter?" growled the warden. He certainly looked displeased at having been woken up from his deep slumber. "There there... is a ghost in my locker," Nina mumbled.
At the mention of the word ghost, half the students stepped back. Only the brave ones remained to witness the historic event.
"There is no such thing as ghost in this world," said Mr. Katiyaar, looking more furious than ever. As everyone waited with bated breath, he took a hesitant step towards the locker and yanked open the door.
The ghost looked familiar...It was Rajan, Nina's classmate, sitting inside the spacious locker, her box of cookies clutched in his arms!
"What the hell are you doing here?" Mr. Katiyaar shouted, momentarily forgetting the 'no swear word' rule made by him. The boy dropped the box on the floor. He was shaking with fear. "He can't speak, his mouth is full of cookies," said one of the students, helpfully.
Nina suddenly remembered that Rajan, too, had been given the 'no dinner' punishement that evening for reaching the dining hall late.
"I can see that his mouth is full, but eating cookies and walking down the corridor at this hour defies every logic and rule, and as a punishment both Nina and Rajan will stay away from breakfast tomorrow morning," roared said Mr. Katiyaar.
"Hold on for a minute, Mr. Katiyaar." It was Mrs Verma, a teacher. "Do you realise that keeping children hungry for their mistakes leads them to do such things? A day begun without breakfast would make them more desperate. They might try to force some more lockers open, even yours."
She had a better idea. "Why don't we ask Rajan to make everyone's bed for filching the cookies. And Nina can serve food to everyone at the breakfast because she got out of her room at night. That would solve your purpose, would it not," she asked looking at the warden.
To everyone's relief Mr. Katiyaar seemed to understand and moreover, surprised all the students and teachers alike by treating them to a warm glass of milk and the remaining cookies from Nina's box!
There wasn't a happier girl in the hostel who went to sleep, stomach full, that night!
Every time Gina walked down the lane where she lived, some neighbour or the other would remark that 'The Brat' was off to some place.The six-year-old was the only child of her parents and they spoilt her totally. Even when she was a small child, her parents had never refused her anything. And she, in turn, always made sure that she got what she wanted.
One day Gina's mother, Nitya Mehta, suddenly noticed that her daughter was not ready to share anything with her friends - be it a book, a toy or something to eat.
She discovered something else as well - most children did not like to play with her daughter. They said she bossed them around and made them cry.
Gina's mother realised that it was their fault Gina was behaving like this. For, hadn't they spoilt her by giving her anything and everything she asked for? Would Gina be able to make good friends and learn to share things with them? She would soon know, for Gina was now admitted to Class I, in a proper school.
Everyone in her class admitted that Gina was very intelligent. But she had no friends until Rita joined her class. New to the city and too shy to make any friends, she did not mind being taken under Gina's wing. Though knowing Gina, it was more of bossing around! But at least she had someone to play with.
One day, the teacher scolded Rita for doing her sums without thinking. The little girl cried because the whole class had laughed at her. For, the teacher had patiently explained how to do the sums, but Rita was just not able to understand.
Gina told her mother about Rita crying in class. "Why don't you try to explain to her simply," asked her mother. "She likes you very much and if you teach her, she will understand."
"Mummy, I don't have time to waste. What can I do if she is dumb?" said Gina. "But Rita is your friend and if you don't help her, who will?" scolded her mother. Then she decided to tell Gina the story of an ant and a dove.
"One day an ant fell into a stream and was desperately trying to save herself. A dove sitting on a tree overhanging the water plucked a leaf and let it fall into the stream close to the ant. The ant climbed onto it and floated safely to the bank," went the story.
"A little later, a birdcatcher came and stood under the tree, preparing to throw a net over the unsuspecting dove. The ant knew what he was planning and stung him in the foot. The birdcatcher yelled out in pain and the noise made the dove fly away."
"Did you understand the story, Gina?" asked her mother. "It means that if you do a good turn, you will only get good in return." To this Gina said: "What a silly story, mummy. It is for little children, I have grown big."
Then Gina's mother decided to act tough. "If you do not help her out, I will not let you watch cartoons for a week."
Extremely unhappy, Gina helped Rita. And wonder of wonders, Rita understood, for Gina knew the trick of explaining simply. The teacher was happy that Rita had finally understood the sums and complimented her in front of the class. Rita was thrilled and told everyone what a good friend Gina was. But Gina preferred to forget the incident as something unpleasant she had been forced to do.
Meanwhile, Rita had been wondering how she could repay her friend. The opportunity came sooner than she thought.
One day, in a fit of anger Gina called one of the younger girls in the school a "stupid idiot" (these words were banned in the school). She also pushed the girl, who fell and bruised her knee.
The matter was reported to the Principal who scolded Gina before the entire school, during the morning assembly. Not only that, the Principal told Gina to stay back for two hours after school and pick up the waste paper from each and every classroom during detention.
Gina was heartbroken. She was a proud girl and could not bear the thought of being humiliated. Right now all she wanted was for the ground to open up and swallow her so that she wouldn't have to show her face to anyone.
After school finished, Gina was left all alone. And then she did what she had been holding back the whole day - she sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.
That is how Rita found her best friend - sobbing. She stayed back with Gina and helped her clean the school and remembered the story of the ant and dove.

From that day, Gina and Rita became the best of friends.

Somu loved to read ghost stories. Every time he paid a visit to the library, he got back a teeth-chattering horror tale. It was a signal that he was getting ready to play a scary trick on his friends. He was 10 years old.
His parents had learnt to recognise the signs now. The days on which the slim boy's cocker spaniel eyes shone brighter than ever, and his brown wavy hair seemed to have a movement of their own, they knew that he must have read a ghost tale and was hatching a plot to scare someone.
The problem was that Somu loved reading. And so he did a lot of scaring too. But he was liked for his funny jokes and his helpful nature, so no one really minded. Though a few friends had often thought of making him feel a sense of fear. Fear that was very different from sitting in bed with a whole lot of munchies, bedsheet pulled up to the chin and reading a story for the pleasure of its thrills.
One day Somu's friend Pavan asked him over to his house after school. Somu's mum and dad said he could go - but they told him to come home before dark.
"Remember, now," said his dad, "you'll have to walk home through the park." (something about the park....)
Promising he'd leave early, Somu set off for his friend's house. He had a great time reading stories and looking at the pictures in some of Pavan's exciting monster books. Time flew by and when Somu looked up he saw it was pitch dark.

"Oh no!" he gasped. "I have to get home"!

Somu began to walk along the path through the park that had fallen eerily silent. How dark it was. Why couldn't the park officials put some lights? And then remembered that most of the park lights had been broken by them during their inter-locality cricket matches. In fact, if a boy succeeded in breaking a park light with a soaring sixer, he was considered a hero! Now it didn't seem a bright idea any more. Especially when the chirping sound of the crickets had become deafening. If someone came up behind him, he wouldn't be able to hear their footsteps.
And then he heard that noise. It came from behind.
It was a human voice.
"Guess what I can do with my long bony finger and my long pointed teeth"?
Somu yelped and started to run, but the pounding footsteps followed him. Finally, out of breath, he stopped and asked in a quavering voice:
"Who's there"?
But all he heard was the voice saying:
"Guess what I can do with my long bony finger and my long pointed teeth"?
Somu started running again. The footsteps followed behind him. Once more he stopped and asked, "Who's there"?
"Guess what I can do with my long bony finger and my long pointed teeth"? Again the same thing. Why couldn't he say something else!
Poor Somu took to his heels again. As usual, when he got a stitch in his stomach he stopped and asked, "Look, who is it?"
"Guess what I can do with my long bony finger and my long pointed teeth"?
Somu ran down the path and found himself at his doorstep. But it was locked! And the footsteps were right behind him. With no more strength left in him Somu stood there and asked, "Who's there"?
"Guess what I can do with my long bony finger and my long pointed teeth"?
Somu gulped and gathered his last bit of courage to ask, "Who are you and what can you do with your long bony finger and your long pointed teeth"?

BmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBm...Hahahahahahaahhaha, went the monster.

Somu closed his ears and eyes and sat on his doorstep in fear. Then he opened his left eye a teeny weeny bit. The monster was right before him. He seemed to be wearing black trousers turned up at the end, as was fashionable. As his eyes climbed up the ghost's figure, he got a shock.
It was his father!
"Somu, did I not tell you to come home before dark?" said dad.
"You did, Daddy", sniffed Somu.
Well, I thought I would sneak up on you and give you a scare for a change, just like you do to others after reading one of your horror tales!", said Somu's dad.
Somu looked at his father for a long time. And then they went inside the house making monster noises.
BmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBmBm...
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