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- Herausgeber: Ella Swan
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
Unleash the SUPER within your child each night!
“
Superhero Bedtime Stories For Kids” seeks to save bedtime one child and a time!
This superhero story collection overflows with adventures expertly crafted to turn bedtime into an exciting ritual for both kids and parents. Assemble the best team of superheroes each night as you and your child journey to dreamland through soothing superhero tales with gentle sleep-inducing elements, ensuring your little ones drift into peaceful slumber.
Each story is a bedtime lullaby, sparking young imaginations and creating a delightful atmosphere for restful nights.
Here’s what’s in store:
- Superhero Fantasies Come Alive: Inspiring a sense of wonder and heroism in your children as you immerse them in epic tales of superheroes, where courage and kindness take center stage.
- Relaxing Storytelling: Transform bedtime into a calming adventure with Ella Swan’s magical storytelling designed to ease children into a serene and tranquil sleep.
- Quality Bonding Time: Share precious moments with your little ones as you explore the world of superheroes together, fostering a love for stories and creating cherished memories.
And more!
Say farewell to bedtime battles and usher in a world of excitement and relaxation for your children. “ Superhero Bedtime Stories for Kids” is your gateway to dreams filled with bravery, kindness, and endless possibilities.
Fuel their dreams with heroic adventures—Let the superheroes guide them to a night of peaceful sleep and watch how “Superhero Bedtime Stories for Kids” gets them excited for bedtime every single night!
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
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Superhero Bedtime Stories For Kids
A Collection of Relaxing Superhero Sleep Fairy Tales to Help Your Children and Toddlers Fall Asleep! Awesome Superhero Fantasy Stories to Dream about all Night!
Ella Swan
Copyright © 2024 by Ella Swan
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Contents
The Night Buster
Sunnyvale was a little town surrounded by tall trees and great hills. It was Josh Cumberbatch’s little town. Josh loved his town very much. Josh liked the people, his neighbors, the animals, and the park. He loved everything about this little magical town so much that he hoped he never had to leave. He loved how the community worked together to keep the street clean and spectacular.
Every Saturday, each family came out on the street to keep their part of the town clean. It didn’t matter how old or how young; everyone worked together to keep the town beautiful and healthy for everyone.
Like everyone else, Josh came out with his parents every Saturday to clean. He loved to pick up the trash, clean the drains, and help the elderly in the neighborhood get their trash out. It wasn’t that Josh enjoyed cleaning so much, but rather, he enjoyed keeping his neighborhood clean.
Life was good in Sunnyvale, and everyone lived together happily until one day. It started like every other Saturday. It was a bright, lovely day, and everyone was out cleaning and having fun as usual. The little children played on the street while picking up every trash they found on the way. Some made free iced lemonade and served whoever cared for it.
It was about midday when the sun was at its peak. A group of bikers rode into town, littering the floor with whatever trash they had, especially cans, lots and lots of cans. This made everyone furious, but they didn't care. Their leader was a pot-bellied man with a braided beard and skinny legs. He climbed up the water fountain at the center of town. Josh could hear him breathing from where he was.
“Can I get your attention, everyone?” the man said in a harsh, raspy voice. “Behold, Billy the Hillbilly, master and king of the Doodle Gang, and from now on, we are going to rock your world!”
Indeed, they rocked everything. In less than a week, half the buildings in town were covered in doodles. Everyone knew it was the Doodle Gang, but they were too afraid to talk when the police came asking.
One Saturday, while the community was out cleaning the street, the Doodle Gang came engines hot. The sound of their motorcycle engines roared so loud everyone covered their ears. Finally, they turned off their engines and everyone took a sigh of relief. But they didn’t stop there. They brought out large speakers and started to blast loud music, drinking and making a wreck all over town.
The more the people cleaned up the place, the more trash Billy and his gang threw everywhere. At first, they kept cleaning, but eventually, everyone went home one after another until only Josh remained outside.
“Come on, Josh,” Josh’s dad called him.
Josh glared at Billy. He wished he could make them stop right there and then. He wished he could make them leave town, but he was alone, one little boy against a legion of lawless folks. Josh exhaled and went in with his parents.
As the weeks went by, the once loving, lively, and sparkling town became empty.
Josh was walking home from school one day. He was alone. Wherever he stepped, there was trash, and wherever he went, the walls were covered in doodles, both in the school and around his home.
“This has to stop,” Josh said to himself.
“What was that?” a voice said from behind him.
Josh turned around and saw the big belly biker, the leader of the Doodle Gang, standing there.
“What has to stop?” Billy asked, playing with his braided beard.
Josh looked directly into Billy’s eyes, and all he saw was a little spoiled brat who thought he was a big man. Josh wasn't scared of him. He shook his head and continued on his way home.
Later that day, Josh stood by the window of his room, looking out on the street. He knew right then and there someone had to do something. He had to do something. Since the Doodle Gang didn't allow them to clean the street during the day, he decided he would have to do it at night.
Josh cut out a mask out of his old clothes, he stitched a trimmed leather over it. He covered his winter boots with black spray, then he cropped his socks with scissors and wore them as gloves. He armed himself with a scrubbing brush, a trash picker, lots and lots of plastic bags, and last but not least, Josh got a can of resin from his parents’ shed and poured it into a soap and water mixture. He waited until it was midnight, then he put on his mask, got on his skateboard, and rolled into the street. He knew he had to be very careful, so he made sure to make as little noise as possible.
Josh started with the trash. He went from block to block, picking up every trash until the whole neighborhood was sparkle clean.
“That was the easy part,” he said.
He brought out the scrubbing brush and soap water mixed with resin. Josh took a deep breath. He was tired and sweaty. His back hurt and he could hear his knees crack at the joint, but he wasn’t going to stop, not until he had scrubbed every last doodle in Sunnyvale.
It was just a few minutes after one, and Josh had just a few more hours before daylight.
He scrubbed wall after wall, pillar after pillar, statue after statue. He scrubbed the floor wherever he found doodles. The Doodle Gang had painted over every surface they could find.
By four in the morning, Josh had almost scrubbed the entire town. He bent with his hands over his knees, panting. He was thirsty, and his joints hurt very much. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, then he got up to continue. That’s when he saw Billy. Billy just came out of his trailer, drinking from a can and peeing beside the road. He stretched and when he turned around, his eyes and Josh’s eyes met.
“What do we have here?” Billy said and dropped the can on the floor.
“Oh no,” Josh mumbled.
There were four more doodles to scrub. Billy walked toward Josh, but Josh remained where he was. He wasn’t afraid of Billy. But he was afraid the sunrise would meet him outside and everyone would see him.
Josh walked toward Billy. When Billy saw that Josh wasn’t afraid, he started to walk back toward his trailer, then he called on his mates, and soon, they all came out to see Josh standing there.
“It’s good you’re all here,” Josh said, trying to make his voice as scary as possible. “You have one day to get out of town.”
“Or what?” asked Billy. “What can a clown like you do about anything?”
“I’ll tell the town Sheriff where you are,” Josh replied.
