Magic Tree House Graphic Novels & Stories

Their class had already started and everyone was listening to their teacher while Sam peered out the window he saw the tree house outside the classroom. "Claire ..., I hope what I heard isn't true." Sam thought. She was surprised to see the black shadow in the tree house. "What is the shadow doing here?" Sam whispered. The black shadow has long lived in the tree house. Sam didn’t know that the black shadow she saw in the tree house and the black shadow in their house were different. The black shadow in the tree house was so bad. While Sam was looking at the black shadow in the tree house, suddenly one of her classmates passed by her so she lost sight of the black shadow.

He was not sure whether the plan to exorcize the witchcraft from her aunt would work. The hut was as vacant as they had left it on their previous visit. But there was a new development; the floor was as black as ebony and there were drawings resembling a snake on the walls. Okayo stared at the drawings with suspicion. He had never seen them on the dunged walls before and he wondered what they stood for.

I shook my head to clear it and pulled Maggie up onto the landing. The tree house was neatly spaced with three windows on three sides. It was so dirty, with cobwebs and dust sediments engulfing each and every inch of its surface. I looked up, to the see that, the roof was still firmly holding up. There were several water bottles stacked up on one side and a small handmade wooden bench on the other. A limited space was reserved for the latrine that seems to drain in an underground pit. The latrine area was concealed with a rug which looks like it might crumble any minute now. It definitely is some kind of hide out or something, built to keep the wild animals and poisonous snakes at bay. The s

So close. I nod my head as response. "Yeah, I-I'm okay. "He removed his hands from my face as he helped me enter the treehouse. "What happened? " "Uhm, I don't know. Something just--"I paused, suddenly seeing the whole room clearly. One word. It's... beautiful. And so so familiar. The light blue furry math on the floor, the blue mini laptop table in the middle, the white mini closet upfront, the large window on the left, five beanbags on the right side having the colors blue, white, black, pink and purple. There were also stack of pillows besides the bags.

Scared that i might not be able to see my mate again. "Wait." Ashers' whisper knocks me out of my thought as i turn to look at him. "Look." He said as he points with his index finger at a tree. There was a mark drawn on the tree with red paint. When i got closer, i realized from the scent that it was not paint but blood. Blood of a wolf. I took a closer look at the sign. It is a circle which i think represents the moon. And there is a huge slash running through it.

Maybe they’ll befriend me once I mingle with them. Upon reaching the said forest, I saw five of my classmates playing under the tree house. The place itself was serene, surrounded by massive trees and moss. The tree house is somehow little but adorable. The children wore knitted jackets to protect their bodies from the freezing gush of wind. My eyes sparkled with joy upon seeing them. This is my chance to befriend kids my age. The smile on my face grew wider, proudly showing the world my white teeth. I took several steps to move closer, clamping both of my hands as I fidget out of jittery. I am anxious that they may not like me, that they will just avoid me like what they always did at schoo

There were several sections in the hall, exhibiting different paintings and different art forms, but my eyes glued to a particular painting. A serene, pregnant woman stands in the center, her body seamlessly merging with a grand, mythical tree. From her shoulders and back, branches extend, bearing fruit. As the fruits start falling from the tree, they appear normal at first. But as I looked deeper, I realized they weren't just fruits—they were transforming into cherubic babies, gently descending to the ground. The scene is bathed in twilight hues of purple, blue, and pink, creating a dreamlike, ethereal atmosphere.

Chapter thirty-three Anabelle Pov The hall was noisy, the moderators were discussing with each other. While other members were whispering. I couldn't think about the noise. I closed my eyes and started mapping out the drawing found. I drew the mountains first, filling it with amber color, the mountain was filled with different giant trees. After properly drawing the mountain I drew the moon-bird. It was so fine to my eyes, I couldn't believe I was able to draw the same art work and it was better than the previous one.

Towards A Happy Ending … While Sybb, Laggas, Skye, Mahi, and Kulv are chatting in the castle before Sybb, Laggas, and Skye sleep, in the Golden Forest, there is a small house made of mud that can be seen in the middle of the countless black and leafless trees. Inside this small mud house is a hammock that is made of the branches of the trees, and on it lies the witch whom Sybb, Laggas, and Skye fought against today.

Not a house, not yet, but the beginning of one. I set the phone aside and picked up Mera’s sketchbook from the table. The page she’d left open had a drawing of a spaceship again this time, it had three little stick figures inside. Two big ones, one small and all of them where smiling. I wasn’t sure if that meant anything but I wanted it to.