Carla Kindergarten Novels & Stories

My new school smells like vanilla candles and fresh paint, nothing like my old school that smelled like cafeteria mystery meat and fear. Oakwood Academy has fancy carpets everywhere and windows so clean they sparkle like diamonds, and all the grown-ups here smile like they actually want to be around kids. "Emma Romano, welcome to kindergarten advanced placement," Mrs. Peterson says, kneeling down to my height in the big classroom with reading corners and science stations. "Are you excited for your first day?"

Arabella knew their cunning schemes very well, so gave a sly smile in return, "There's a swing too, you can play on that, and the kindergarten has a lot of puzzles to train your brain." She walked straight into the office with Bryan. The principal greeted Arabella with a smile, and she greeted him back. The principal gestured for Arabella and the children to sit in the chairs opposite him. As they sat down, Bryan introduced Arabella to the principal, "She is our COO of Starlight Jewels, sir, and she wants to enroll her kids in this kindergarten." "That's great news, glad to meet you, Miss," the principal said with a smile looking forward for the children to join, "I'm Kevin Tyler, the princi

I turned another page in Carla’s journal, the leather cover soft and worn from years of use, the ink a bit faded but still enough to pull me into her world. The entry I landed on was dated just after Rowan’s eighth birthday, some joyful ramble about how he insisted on wearing a cape to school for a week because "superheroes don’t take days off," and how she let him, since watching him strut into the classroom like he owned the place was the highlight of her day.

Kaleb assured him, inwardly smiling at how similar his cousin was to her aunt, "Don't worry about it, Jimmy. I’ll well-behaved…" Then Kaleb continued it on his heart, “…to the person I like.” Not long after, Jimmy thought to himself that the friend Angela introduced was indeed reliable. In kindergarten, the classes mainly involved drawing, paper folding, playing, and occasional fun scientific knowledge lessons. Kaleb was already familiar with all of these activities, so he could do that excellently, even he helped Jimmy. However, to avoid standing out too much, he pretended to be an ordinary child in front of the teachers and acted as if he enjoyed the class.

With sugar and lemon! He turned around and shook his head with carefully drawn out strands, sticking out his tongue at her. Kindergarten. Pointed elbows on the bar, the toe of the slip-on taps an eager rhythm against the shiny metal footstool. A thrill of happiness flooded Kit, taking her breath away.

Kevin waved his sword and hit it on the ground, causing a blue light to activate and sending blasts of air waves which shoved Kyle off his feet brutally. The guns fell from Kyle's hands and landed at the feet of the Tifex. Aiden used his smallest finger to send ice spiralling towards Kyle, freezing him in that position. Guards hurriedly carried Kyle away. They were going to take him to anger management class. But first to a rehabilitation home. The one hero league established. Hero-Z Uplin. Yeah. Funny name. Kevin stood straight and rolled his eyes. 'Kids of these days are dumb, honestly. When I was their age I remember--'

Fell down and got up again. "You can't beat me!" Lila declared. "I have a whole army!" "But I have something better!" Carl pointed at Karin. "I have the princess!" Karin stepped forward. Her flower crown tilting dangerously. "That's right," she said imperiously. "I'm very powerful. And very pretty. And I can do magic." She waved her hands in the air. Made whooshing sounds with her mouth. "Take that, bad guys!" Lila clutched her chest. Staggered backward.

Carol. “Oh, you don’t have children of your own yet?” The old lady, Carol, smiled, as she led her to the young girl’s section. “Oh, no ma’am. I don’t think I’m ready for that just yet.” Kiara chuckled, looking through some gift cards. “But surely, it’s on your mind, yes?” Carol turned to her, causing her eyes to collide with hers.

If not, they would be living on the streets by now. They got ready for kindergarten and Amelia for another boring day at work. Aemlia took the handmade envelope. Without an address, and put it into her handbag. On her way, she assured both the kids that she is indeed going to send the letter today. This kindergarten was the closest one to their apartment complex. The building was fairly new, painted with bright colors, with animals and flowers, making it more appealing for kids. Colorful stickers decorated the windows of each classroom. Ethan Alec never protested going to the kindergarten, the teachers treated the kids with utmost care. To Amelia they seemed overly nice, almost fake, after a

Matilda “Hey, Aunty Tilda," Kai’s voice vibrated through my ears and I quickly spun around with two pop-sweet stickers in my two hands. “Yes, cutie," I had his face covered in a small kiddo ninja mask. He giggled as I made a funny face, “Come. We should try the carousel!!” His small voice echoed as he excitedly raced toward the yellow plastic. It has a sturdy base that allows kids to climb onto it.