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		<title>Messing around &#8211; A short children story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/03/17/messing-around-a-short-children-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 09:43:01 +0000</pubDate>
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Drik was excited. His dream of watching his favourite cricket stars in action was finally going to come true. How? The IPL season was on and the third match of the series between Deccan Chargers and Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR) was scheduled to take place at the stadium in his city. It was very close to his house. His dad’s best friend had managed to get two tickets for the both of them!
He had spent the past few weekends practicing his batting and bowling techniques – who knows, he might ...]]></description>
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		<title>Do you believe in Santa Claus?</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/12/22/do-you-believe-in-santa-claus/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 18:33:31 +0000</pubDate>
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Seven-year-old Dona was a wee bit older than her little sis Fiona and way younger than her 10-year-old big brother Luke. Christmas was just round the corner and since none of her kids believed in Santa Claus, their mum Luna decided to be frank with them.
On a bright Monday morning, with just a week left for Christmas, she made an important announcement. &#8220;Children as money&#8217;s a little tight at the moment, each of you will be getting one small gift so that I can buy your daddy the file cabinet ...]]></description>
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		<title>A Special Chrirstmas Gift-Short Christmas Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/12/13/a-special-chrirstmas-gift/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 12:44:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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It was little Rhea’s first Christmas without her dad, and her mum wanted to make it her best Christmas ever. Are you thinking where Rhea’s daddy was? Well, he was part of a high security mission far away in the Middle East and could not make it home for Christmas.
When Rhea arrived at her little house, she found that her mum and grandmum had waited up all night for her to arrive from the boarding school. After hugging them, Rhea ran into the house, which seemed very empty without her ...]]></description>
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		<title>Tony&#8217;s Christmas Gift &#8211; Short Christmas Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/12/10/christmas-gift-short-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 12:39:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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It was the day before Christmas and seven-year-old Tony was very annoyed. “Mum, why does it have to happen this way with me always?” he asked his mother stomping around the room. Roy and Rachel, his elder siblings, were always the lucky ones to have all the fun.
Do you know why Tony was so upset? That night his siblings were going out with their neighborhood friends on a sleigh ride. Tony wanted to go too – but his parents did not let him. Why? Cause he was their “little kid”. ...]]></description>
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		<title>Fly like little Rex &#8211; Bedtime Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/07/05/fly-like-little-rex-bedtime-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 10:20:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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Little Rex was bored as he had nothing to do. It was a windy day. The courier guy barely made it to the front door of Rex’s house. When the door opened, his mom Mrs. Gomes took the letter from him, but before she could say, &#8220;Thank you&#8221;, the letter blew out of the man&#8217;s hands, into the house and the door slammed in his face. Mrs. Gomes ran to pick it up.
Rex was watching the windows open and then shut, open and shut. &#8220;Mom can I go outside?&#8221; he ...]]></description>
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		<title>You will reap as you sow</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/04/23/reap-as-you-sow/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 13:03:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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 Six-year-old Shane was very excited. What he always wanted was finally going to happen. His grandpa would move in with them into their apartment. He would no longer have to spend time on his own when his parents were out at work.
Shane’s grandpa was so frail that his hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and he often faltered while walking.
“Welcome home, grandpa! We will be staying in the same room,” jumped about an excited Shane. He was so anxious to share his toys with grandpa. The old man was ...]]></description>
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		<title>Santa never forgets!</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2008/11/27/santa-never-forgets/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 15:27:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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Nora was waiting eagerly for  Christmas. Well and why not, she would always look forward to this day  every year. And now, it was just round the corner. Christmas meant so  many things for this 7-year-old girl. It was all about fun and frolic,  sharing, and caring, buying new clothes, chocolates, decorating Christmas  trees and ummm&#8230;&#8230;..most importantly receiving gifts from Santa Claus.
Now Santa was usually generous  when it came to giving Nora what she wanted because Nora was a very  sweet girl. She ...]]></description>
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		<title>If only</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2008/11/25/if-only/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 08:25:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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&#8220;How I wish you had been  dead just after you were born,&#8221; said a disgusted Rick. This is what  he always told his kid brother. Nothing irked 15-year-old Rick more  than having little Aaron constantly trailing behind him. Anything he  did, anywhere he went, 5-year-old Aaron would follow him.
Rick&#8217;s parents decided on  a second issue so that their first-born wouldn&#8217;t feel lonely. It would  have been perfect with Rick as well had things happened on time. Rick  was no longer young and he ...]]></description>
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		<title>Fantasy</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2008/11/02/fantasy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 07:06:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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&#8220;You are not going to Smita&#8217;s birthday party. It&#8217;s too far away. Moreover we must go to Mahesh uncle&#8217;s house,&#8221; said Mrs Singh. &#8220;I am going nowhere with you people and I mean it,&#8221; shouted 12-year-old Resham. She banged the door of her room shut. After a while she heard the car leaving the portico. Memories of what had happened came pouring back and she was angry again. Resentful at her enforced exile. Afraid what would happen when they came back. She had a hot argument with her parents and ...]]></description>
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