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This story is called the Masque of the Red Death by Edgar Allen Poe, apated and recorded by LibraryCall. The “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal—the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men.

This story is called The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe, adapted and recorded by LibraryCall. I am dreadfully nervous, but would you call me mad? Observe how healthily—how calmly I can tell you the whole story. It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but I conceived of it, it haunted me day and night. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never insulted me. I did not desire his wealth. I think it was his eye! Yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture—a pale blue eye, with a film over it.

This story is called The Witch, written and recorded by LibraryCall. In a colorful neighborhood, there was a group of friends that spent almost all their time together. They loved spending their days at the park, gathering and telling stories on the playground. Some of them would skateboard, others would swing on the swing set. It was October, the most exciting month of the year.

The Rain This story is called The Rain, written and recorded by LibraryCall. There once lived a clever crow. She was so thirsty and could not find any water to drink. A terrible drought brought sadness and fear to the forests. The once crystalline lake dried out and the jewel-like dew drops in the mornings were gone. The animals suffered deeply from the drought and many craved fresh water like The Crow. The Crow’s thirst was unbearable and she could not give up her search. She approached the blue birds and asked them where she could find water.

This story is called The Little Apple Tree by Jasmine Stone Van Dresser. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. In a thriving apple orchard full of trees heavy with ripening fruit, a little apple tree sighed. Her apples remained small, green, and hard. She couldn’t help but compare herself to the apple trees around her; their fruit was already so round and red. "Since these are my first apples, perhaps they will ripen more slowly," she thought. "I must be patient.

Este cuento se llama Naranjas agrias, escrito por Earl Stanley Harrison. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. Érase una vez un hombre muy rico. Vivía en una gran hacienda y cultivaba grandes acres de naranjos. También tenía vacas, ovejas, y cerdos. Los naranjos estaban llenos de naranjas dulces y jugosas. aLas vacas, las ovejas y los cerdos estaban muy gordos. El hombre tenía todavía más-- un matrimonio feliz y cinco buenos hijos. Tenía todo lo que podía desear. Pero el hombre no estaba satisfecho.

Este cuento se llama El cuento del pollo, escrito por Earl Stanley Harrison y leído por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una grabación de LibraryCall. Un día, un pollito llamado Benito caminaba por el bosque cuando una bellota de árbol cayó en su cabeza. "¡Ay!" dijo Benito el pollito, creyendo que un pedazo del cielo se le había caído encima. "¡El cielo se está cayendo!", el dijo.

The Story of the Yellow Flowers by Frances Weld Danielson. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. Once there were a great many weeds in a field. No one appreciated the weeds and they felt as though they had no place in the world. The cows would not eat them, the children would not pick them, and even the bugs did not seem to like them. “I don’t see what we’re here for,” said one of the weeds.

This story is called Don't Test the Princess! by Madeline Walton-Hadlock. This story is a twist on Hans Christian Andersen’s The Princess and the Pea. This is a LibraryCall recording. Once upon a time, a young prince named Maximus decided the time had come for him to marry a princess. But he wasn’t interested in marrying just any princess. He wanted to marry a truly-true princess. Maximus made a list of all the qualities he believed a truly-true princess should have.

This story is called Ripple the Water Spirit by Louisa May Alcott. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording In the deep blue sea lived Ripple, a Water-Spirit. All day long she danced beneath the coral arches, made garlands of bright ocean flowers, or floated on the great waves that sparkled in the sunlight.