HonestyAges 4-73 min read

Whose Kite Is This?

On a big windy evening at Maple Park, Pip watches the bright kites soar and wishes, more than anything, that he had one of his own. Then the wind goes still, and the most beautiful kite of all — a shining star-shaped kite — floats softly down right to his feet, with nobody else around. He scoops it up and holds it tight. He wants to keep it more than anything, but deep down he knows it isn't his. What will Pip do? Read the whole story on MoonNest.

A wide view of Maple Park at warm golden dusk on a windy evening — a wooden slide, swings, a big leafy tree and a low fence — with several colorful kites dancing high above the trees as the first star and a gentle moon rise.

As the sky turned gold and the first star blinked awake, a big happy wind came rushing through Maple Park. Up above the trees, bright kites dipped and danced in the breeze.

Pip, a boy in a mustard-yellow hoodie and brown shorts, stands on the grass and gazes up longingly at the colorful kites high in the sky, wishing he had one of his own.

Pip watched the kites soar, way up high. He didn't have a kite of his own — not one — and oh, how he wished he did.

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