Isla's Egg Hunt

Sample story

The morning sun peeks through Isla's curtains, painting golden stripes across her bedroom floor. She sits up with a gasp — today is the day! Her tiny fingers tingle with excitement as she pulls on her favorite rain boots, the ones with the little yellow daisies. Outside, the garden smells like fresh earth and sweet flowers. Isla kneels beside the soft, dark soil and carefully places a small, sparkly egg into the ground. "Grow," she whispers, pressing the dirt gently around it. A warm breeze ruffles her hair, carrying the sound of birds singing their spring songs. Isla looks up and notices something extraordinary — a shimmer of light dances across the garden path, like tiny stars bouncing on the ground. She follows the trail of sparkles past the old oak tree, past the patch of purple crocuses, all the way to the garden gate. There, half-hidden beneath a leafy bush, sits a snow-white bunny with the brightest pink nose Isla has ever seen. The bunny twitches its whiskers and hops once, twice — then disappears behind the rosebush. Isla's heart races as she tiptoes closer and peeks around the thorny branches...