Happy Sunny Day | Fictional Short Story

This is Sunny. Okay actually her full name is Surya Eliana Cyrus ... all of which means sun, hence the nickname Sunny. She is a free-spirited girl who has a passion for playing outdoors, catching butterflies during the day and lighting bugs at night. Sunny is not quite old enough for school but she is, as her Nana always says, "smart as a whip" and "one tough

Surya Eliana Cyrus
aka Sunny

cookie". Sunny isn't quite sure how you know if a whip is smart since she has yet to find one that could answer any questions. As for the tough cookie thing, she's not really certain about that because she much prefers warm, soft cookies over tough old cookies. Her Nana says that they are compliments but Sunny still isn't completely sure. She loves learning new things especially when she and Nana take one of Great Grandma Gwendolyn's really old quilts into the backyard and spread it out wide, so there is plenty of room for Sunny and seven of her favorite toys, under the old willow tree and a BIG pile of books. Sometimes they will just read and read the entire day and Sunny will wake up as her PePaw is carrying her into the house just in time for supper and then a bath before getting in her favorite nighty pajamas that Great Grandma Gwendolyn made special just for her. Her nighty is extra special because it is made from a bunch of the jammies Sunny wore as a baby. Her Nana will tuck her into bed and Sunny will choose a square of fabric and Nana will tell her a story about when Sunny was a baby and what she did in those jammies. Most of the stories are happy or even silly and make Sunny laugh and laugh. Other times the stories make Sunny sad because her Mommy is part of the story. Sunny doesn't have many memories of her Mommy because one afternoon Mommy told Nana that she "needed to go for a drive" ... something Sunny has never understood but Nana just says it's one of those things grown-ups say. That was 4 years, 2 months, 3 weeks, and 5 days ago and Sunny figures that her Mommy must still be driving and someday she will turn around and come back to Sunny. In the meantime Sunny plans to enjoy storytime with Nana, catching butterflies,  and having tea parties with her favorite stuffed animals.

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Starting Over Storyteller

As a child I lived for the days that Brenda would pull out the journal prompts book and I got to just write about whatever the prompt suggested. I have tons and tons of stories that I wrote using the prompts and others that just popped into my 8-year-old mind. Anyway, I am trying to get back into writing again and since I love to color now I was inspired by one of the pages that I recently colored. The story is just in its very beginning stages but I didn't want to lose it so I figured that this would be a safe place to keep it until I am ready to write more or find a better different venue for my fictional writing since this is generally what I use for my real life experiences and thoughts on things going on around me. If you don't want to read this fictitious children's story, don't worry, I won't know if you stop here, or decide that you want to read it later, or hope that I will hurry up and write more (let me know) ... Hopefully, you will enjoy this (or not, if it's not your thing).
PS I am thinking about how to redesign the look of the blog since the way I originally formatted is no longer a workable way to use it. It will be a good project for the upcoming winter season that will keep me indoors because I have a malfunctioning internal thermostat and I like to avoid the plethora of germs that abound during what the medical profession likes to call "cold and flu season"... but, as usual, I digress ... On to the beginning of a story ...

Tully, short for Tulloch, was a traveling turtle on the coast of the fairy village of Sandalwood. Tully like his father before him and his father before him was a traveling turtle with the Turtles of Tacoma Travels or TTT. From the time his shell was big enough to carry a single fairy cottage Tully began to travel up and down the coast of Fairifield, one of the largest territories in what most humans referred to as an imaginary place of Once Upon A Timeland, alongside his father, Tullerver, in the beginning. The first cottage built on Tully's shell was small and red and only big enough to hold one normal size fairy or possibly two-pint sized fairies but those are very rare. As Tully grew so did his shell and the number of homes on his shell until he reached the maximum allowed, four, and two ladybugs. Tully had worked closely with the tiny home builders to ensure that he had a wide variety of vacation options for fairies looking to travel with him. His favorite was still the little red house that had been moved to his head. It was rented the most often by three (and a half) generations of female fairies. Because the home was so small they rarely ever stayed there together. What they did that Tully absolutely loved was to stay there one after the other and leave maps and scavenger hunt clues for the next one. They communicated that way for years with each other, sometimes asking Tully to take the next one on special excursions that no one else knew about.

 To be continued ...