Tasia's night adventures

Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Tasia. She used to go with her parents on long and short trips. She wanted to go on a new trip so much, but on her own, without her parents.
One evening, the girl was laying in her crib dreaming of a forest trip.

Suddenly the bed began to move
and gradually rose into the air, and then flew out of the window. The girl was frightened! She wrapped herself in a blanket. Only her eyes and a curious nose were peeping out. The bed slowly flew over the lake with sleeping ducks, over the river where frogs and mosquitoes were singing their songs. At last, they arrived at the forest glade. Tasia has always imagined it must have been dark and scary in the woods at night. But, above the glade the moon was shining like a huge bright lamp. Fireflies were sitting in the bushes and on all the flowers. Everything looked bright and festive as if it was decorated with hundreds of garlands. The girl jumped off the bed and walked on the grass barefoot. It was very soft, like a carpet, but damp. Tasia climbed back into her crib and wrapped herself in a blanket again. Suddenly, she heard beautiful sounds. Night birds and insects arrived and arranged a magical concert for the girl. Tasia's eyes began to close and after the nightingale's lullaby, she fell asleep sweetly. The fireflies went out, and the crib flew back into it's place in the girl's bedroom. Tasia slept soundly, dreaming of a night forest all night long until morning.

The End.


auth. Mariia Furdei