Bedtime stories for kids. Bedtime tales for kids with values that can hold their imaginations open. E-Book

Brenda Turner

• Herausgeber: Youcanprint
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

We can use stories to speak to the mind, body, and spiritual things beyond our understanding but resonate with them in a profound, direct, and indirect way. Stories are created in our language to supply tangible methods for determining things that are seemingly beyond our world, like space, the heavens, the foremost distant depths of the world, and the longest depths of souls. Through storytelling, we can shape our inner landscapes and be guided on journeys that might seem impossible were it not for the facility of our imaginations. When specifically applied to specific moments in our lives, individual stories and myths and guided narratives offer spiritual and spiritual transformation and physical transformations. "Bedtime Stories" contains relaxing stories to fall asleep fast, for stress relief and a good night's sleep. These stories are designed to bring the mind and soul into an environment hypnotic and relaxing. It offers a journey to the farthest points of space and time, from the world's acute depths to the littlest microcosm, to the farthest reaches of our known universe, to the last macroscope. These tales are relaxing to read and excellent for those who got to catch some sleep. With each story, you will be swept off into a faraway place, a dreamland where people, places, and things aren't as they appear - where everything seems almost…surreal in a sense. Doing so offers an excellent way to understand these stories. "Bedtime Stories" will give you all the information you need to start making and serving up delicious and nutritious dishes in minutes. As you get through life, there are tons of things that would have transpired in the day, but having a calm and quiet night's rest is the best way to recuperate and stay in shape. Nothing compares to a memorable bedtime story under comfortable spreads. Do not hesitate to grab a COPY today!

Leseprobe

Table of Contents

Resurrection

Resurrection 2.0

Breakfast is served.

Work

Make a plan

Purchasing

First supper

I’m back

Mother.

I'll be there shortly.

Mountains

Dimension Alternate

I'm here.

You would never be abandoned.

They've arrived.

Father and his son

Arrangement

Kinship

The wedding

Room

Taking a Stand

The blue floral

Tricking the eyes

Transfer

BEDTIME STORIES FOR KIDS

Bedtime tales for kids with values that can hold their imaginations open.

Brenda Turner

Resurrection

"Am I still alive?" Emilia Lu says as she stares blankly at the younger 24-year-old image of herself in the mirror of her old home. This is the place where Emilia Lu spent six years ago. The house she invested nearly all of her money on when she relocated to City A for a fresh start eight years before her death.

Emilia searches for her cell, her hand fumbling on the dresser next to her. While in her grasp, she quickly flips it in and takes it to her face, which is now staring in horror at the mirror in front of her. The date seven years ago, 15 April 20XX, is clearly shown on the phone of her Apple 6.

"I returned...I'm back!!!"

She is still in a state of disbelief, she claims.

"But I vividly recall dropping from the peak of the foundation wall.

And if the crash didn't destroy me, the zombies at the bottom might have."

Slowly struggling to the window, Emilia Lu desperately grasps the curtains covering the window in her paws, wishing that it will not be broken after opening these curtains that block her from the truth of the outside, the vision of the damaged universe, believing that this is not a trance, her latest wishful thinking before her spirit vanishes and meets the others in Nirvana.

After gradually calming down and accepting that this might all be an illusion, Emilia opens the curtains with a single step, eager for this phantom reality to stop. Still, she is faced with the busy street directly in front of her flat. People employed on both sides of the lane, heavy traffic, and crowded stores. The same scene in how the planet used to be.

"I'm back.

IT'S ALL TRUE!!

I'm here!"

Finally allowing the realization of her redemption to set home, Emilia sheds tears of joy and excitement as she gazes out the window. A simple scene that reflects a lot, a fresh shot at life, a chance to do something differently. To be willing to live rather than only endure, as she had done in her previous existence.

Emilia was deep in contemplation as a milky childish sweet voice cut into her bravery.

"What are you, Mommy? Are you okay, Mommy?"

Emilia immediately turns around to look in the direction of the echo.

And there was her 6-year-old son right outside the house!!!

Only then did Emilia remember that if she had gone back in time, her son, who died two years after the apocalypse from a zombie bite because one of the people at the base shifted, should still be alive at this time.

Honestly, the only explanation she could last as long as she did after her son's death was her thirst for vengeance. She had to battle until the end for all the zombies... to avenge her son, who died at the start of his life. He died before he had a chance to rise.

Also, Xiaolin was her only remaining family member. Emilia had fled to City A from the Capital after being pregnant with him at the age of 18, after a drunken night at the pub, so that she could survive and raise him in safety.

Though it was cowardly of her to flee, she couldn't bear the idea of her parents and brother being disappointed in her.

The thought of it terrified her, but she also didn't want to give up her daughter, so she did what she thought was best and quit.

Resurrection 2.0

"Here goes nothing," Emilia said to herself, staring at the tall building in front of her. She was standing directly outside Zeus Community, where she worked. After taking a deep breath, Emilia proudly stepped into the house, welcoming everyone she recognized as well as those she couldn't yet nevertheless greeted.

Emilia arrived at her department after a short stroll. She was the object of focus the moment she stepped in.

"Good morning, Emilia!" A cheerful voice came from one of the desks.

"Good morning, Courtney; how are you?"

"I'm fine; how come you didn't come to work yesterday?" She inquired.

"I'm fine; my son was ill yesterday, so I had to look after him," Emilia responded as she stood at her computer.

"Oh, I hope he's all right now," Courtney said something that seemed a little concerned, or so she figured. She wouldn't have been shocked if it was said sarcastically because most people don't think highly of single mothers, particularly those her age.

"Don't be concerned; he's well now," Emilia replied as she turned on her monitor and logged in for work.

"That's great." Courtney frowned as she returned to her seat to resume her duties.

Emilia picked up her files to continue reading after things had settled down, and she had told her colleagues that everything was well between both herself and little Qin.

She officially started working after she had a better sense of what she had been working on during this text.................

"Okay, students, we're going to read Macbeth today, so bring your books out and change to page 47, please," said Mr. Anderson, Qin Lu's English tutor.

Qin Lu went into a trance after a few minutes of reading and looked at the book in front of him. He couldn't believe he was back in time to a year before the apocalypse.

When the apocalypse first broke out, his mother and he were all able to flee to the military base built on the outskirts of City A. I was the base for the first two years, but things went south throughout the second year. One of the survivors at the base had drunk polluted water and turned. His sudden change caught everybody off guard, and by the time the base responded, it was too late. He had poisoned others, and one of the victims was his mother. She'd been bitten when defending him from a zombie. He survived the ordeal, but she did not. He recalled the day for the next four years of his life. For four years, he had hated himself for his mother's death and had wished for a way to put it better, to redo it. And he received it! He had not expected to be resurrected, let alone resurrected a year in advance. 8 He was determined that it would be better this time. He'd also determined that this year he'd do whatever he could to gather supplies to bring his mother to a secure location before the apocalypse begins. He was trying to be certain that she lived on in the greatest possible way. And maybe, just maybe, he'll be able to find his father again.

Yes, he desired to locate his father. As an 8-year-old boy in the apocalypse, there was no way he should have survived as long as he did. He would have existed longer if it hadn't been for an injury. He only made it this far when his father discovered him. Even though they had met by chance, his father had looked after him for the whole four years they had been married. He also showed him how to battle and live in the zombie apocalypse.

He could not think he would have survived this long without him, but he wished that they would be able to meet earlier in this existence to become a team and work together earlier.

He didn't think he couldn't manage that for his expertise. During his time with his father, he discovered that he had been a member of the army before the apocalypse. He also knew his father's past, or should he say present, address and that his father would be on vacation during this time, so if he could find a way to inform his father about his and his mother's existence and leave him a few clues, he was confident his father would find them soon enough, and they could reunite sooner.

Qin Lu picked up his book and started reading again, in a happier mood than ever before, after contemplating what he will do in the future.

Breakfast is served.

"Are you all right, Mommy? Is there anything wrong?" Asked Qin Lu, perplexedly looking at his mother, who was foolishly staring at him in a daze, tears streaming down her two pale white cheeks.

Emilia Lu runs forward to her son and hugs him as tightly as she can after being jolted out of her trance by her son. As if she had to tattoo him on her body so he wouldn't abandon her again.

Qin Lu was taken aback by his mother's odd conduct. Since he could recall, his mother had always been a happy girl, and he had seldom seen her weep. She never does anything in front of him, at least not in front of him.

Little Qin awkwardly patted his mother on the shoulder, doing all he could to calm his mother's volatile feelings and attempting to sort out what was going on.

"I'm going to be late for kindergarten, Mom." Little Qin began to find it uncomfortable to stay there for another two minutes, so he tried to distract his mother with something he realized she wouldn't be able to forget.

"What about school? SCHOOL IS Correct! You're already in school now, "Emilia Lu exclaims when she eventually breaks out of her mental trance.

"Come on, let's get you ready for training. So, you get dressed, and I'll give you breakfast." Emilia, who was already out of the room and around the corner, spoke up. "Okay, then. That was strange."

'Oh my goodness, that was embarrassing. I'm curious as to what the brat is saying right now. 'I'm positive he's smiling at me.' Emilia has a good cause to be concerned about this situation. Qin Lu has always been a bright boy, almost too intelligent at times, making us wonder if that brat was an adult trapped in a child's body. He still wore a frown on his forehead as though the whole universe owed him money.

Emilia had been so worried about this for a long time that she had brought him to see several specialists to learn about the little boy's condition. Of course, she'd been reassured many times that nothing was wrong and that her son was just like that, but it always bothered her that he hardly grinned.

When Emilia enters the familiar kitchen, she takes a moment to take in the scene before getting to work on a love-filled breakfast for her little iceberg. With a bottle of milk, I had some pancakes, bacon, sausage, and toast.

Qin, the kid, adored his milk!

Emilia heard him righteously saying with a straight face that he liked milk just because it supplied him with a lot of essential nutrition, not because he was a kid who appreciated milk like the rest of the kids his age.

Qin Lu hated children his age and declined to play or even interact with them because he thought they were too juvenile. He just talked with them when he was trapped in the same classroom with them for most of the year. And since he was a decent student who didn't bother instructors, he would reluctantly remember them. 1

"Breakfast is prepared!" Emilia screams from the dining room. After a minute, the sound of small footsteps on the wooden stairs indicates that Qin Lu has arrived to feed. He went directly to the kitchen to wash his hands before coming to sit across from his mother at the table.

"You don't have to ride the bus back like the other kids today, Baby Qin; I'll pick you up."

"Don't you have a job today?" "No, this is my day off," Qin Lu says as he finishes the remainder of his meal.

The bus honked loudly, right on schedule. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. Goodbye, Mom. "Before hurrying off to kindergarten, Little Qin kissed his mother on both cheeks.

"Goodbye, Kid! I'll see you then!"

wham! The echo of the door shutting followed little Qin's departure. Emilia will be officially left alone to process all that has transpired today and decide how to proceed from here.

Work

Ring Ring!!!! The now-familiar echo of her phone's ringtone shattered the stillness of the living space.

"How are you?"

"Hello, Miss Lu. My name is Michael, and I work in the HR department at Zeus Group. I was informed that you have not yet signed in for work, so I wanted to know whether you are running late. "What is the Zeus Group? What do you mean work?

Oh, I completely forgot I was still employed during this time frame. She had forgotten what common was after living in the apocalypse where there is no structure and decent employment where the only work you care about is feeding yourself and survival.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in today. My son has a high fever, and I need to look for him, so I won't be able to report in." Sorry, baby Qin, Mommy wants a day off to figure out my potential plans and digest all that has happened, so you can just be my little scapegoat.

Qin Lu felt a cold chill pass down his spine the whole journey in the bus.

'I wonder who is cursing me?' "But don't worry, sir, I'll be there tomorrow." Emilia went ahead. "Oh well, Miss Lu, I hope your son feels better shortly. See you then."

"I think so as well; bye."

That was a nail-biter. Unlike the other regeneration stars of apocalypse books, Emilia has no intention of quitting her work just yet. For one thing, her career was her and her family's only source of revenue. Plus, she wasn't sure whether the apocalypse might even happen a year after, but she'd prepare an escape route for herself just in case it didn't. Who knows, her regeneration may have thrown a wrench in the works.

Another excuse she didn't leave was because her career provided her with access to various supplies for the apocalypse. Important requirements. Food is served.

Emilia was employed as a food scientist for Zeus International, one of the country's most prominent corporate conglomerates. Her career provides her with access to a wide range of seeds, frozen foods, and even farms.

Her work allows her to visit farms through regular inspections, obtain seeds and even learn how to cultivate. Knowing how to cultivate your food during a zombie outbreak is a big benefit.

In the laboratories, she will find a way to extend the shelf life of packaged food and access a wide range of resources. It also provides her with a vast range of friends that might have links to what she needs.

Even if she had the benefit of anticipating what would happen because she had been resurrected, she wasn't sure she'd have enough time on her hands to create or boost the shelf life of items on her own, so assistance from colleagues with these activities would be greatly appreciated. Furthermore, she had spent so much time in the apocalypse that she was certain her abilities had degraded, and she lacked the faith and time to restore them, so continuing to work at Zeus Group was her safest and the cheapest choice.

Her pay is also very high, with an average salary of up to R250 000. Since the planet still operates on capital, the sum of money will be extremely useful throughout this planning period.

No matter how she looked at it, this work had given her a big advantage, but quitting was a dumb move. A course of action she was not going to pursue.