{"id":3707,"date":"2023-06-15T12:25:12","date_gmt":"2023-06-15T16:25:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3707"},"modified":"2023-06-15T12:25:12","modified_gmt":"2023-06-15T16:25:12","slug":"a-bedtime-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3707","title":{"rendered":"A Bedtime Story"},"content":{"rendered":"

A Bedtime Story<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s time to go to bed,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I don\u2019t want to go to bed,\u201d his child replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf you go to bed now,\u201d he said, \u201cI will tell you a story.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She scoffed, \u201cBut you always read me the same stories. They\u2019re boring.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou weren\u2019t listening,\u201d he said, \u201cI said I would tell you a story.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the difference?\u201d she replied, knowing that it would delay having to go to bed if she could keep him talking.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

But he was not to be tricked, \u201cToo bad, I\u2019m going to your bedroom to tell a story. If you\u2019re not there, I guess you\u2019ll miss it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She was not prepared for this, especially when her dad got up and went into her bedroom, and she heard him start to talk.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOnce, a long time ago, there was a girl named Alice.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As she inched towards the door, it began to close. \u201cWait!\u201d she screamed, ran into the room, and jumped into bed. \u201cNow you can go on.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He continued, \u201cAlice, it would seem, had a lot of trouble sleeping. That was until the night she found the magic hidden in her pillow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat kind of magic?\u201d asked his child, whose name was also Alice.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat kind of magic, do you think?\u201d he asked.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Alice thought awhile and said, \u201cMagic that could make her fly to fairyland.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Her dad continued, \u201cIt was magic that could take her away to fairyland. And who do you think she found there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Alice didn\u2019t waste a moment, \u201cIt was the king and queen of all the fairies.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Her dad continued. \u201cThere, she found the king and queen of all the fairies. They both said at once. Why Princess Alice, we are so glad to see you here. We\u2019ve been wondering where you were. We were thinking of going on an adventure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are they going to do,\u201d Alice, his child, asked. As excited as she was to hear this story, he noticed that her tired eyes were beginning to close.<\/span><\/p>\n

He continued, \u201cThey are going on a great adventure, of course. But that adventure takes a lot of planning, and Alice, who had been playing all day, was getting too tired to help plan. So she asked if the king and queen could wait until the next day to plan it out because she had some ideas on what should be done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s very smart of her,\u201d Alice, the child, yawned.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen I guess we better stop the story here,\u201d her father said, \u201cand let everybody rest so they get a fresh start tomorrow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

His child would have agreed; however, her eyes had already closed. He put the cover on her, kissed her good night, turned off the light, and let Alice plan all the adventures she had in store for the next night.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A Bedtime Story \u201cIt\u2019s time to go to bed,\u201d he said. \u201cBut I don\u2019t want to go to bed,\u201d his child replied. \u201cIf you go to bed now,\u201d he said, \u201cI will tell you a story.\u201d She scoffed, \u201cBut you … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,7],"tags":[427,177],"class_list":["post-3707","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-original-stories","category-story-writing","tag-bedtime-story","tag-writing-prompt"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3707","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3707"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3707\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3708,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3707\/revisions\/3708"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3707"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3707"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3707"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}