Luna Lighthug's Twinkle Promise
by
Thomas
A story about Divorce
for your 5th Grader.
Inside the Crystal Star Castle, Luna Lighthug tiptoed across a gleaming hallway, her shining eyes reflecting the moonlight. She was a curious girl vampire with a gentle smile, and she longed to explore every hidden corner of her magical home. Although the castle soared above a fluffy cloud garden, she never felt afraid of what she might discover next.
Glimmer Puff soared cheerfully through an airy corridor, humming a quiet tune between giggles. This sparkling ghost adored adventures, especially when the moon gleamed overhead. Although the night was calm, the ghost felt certain something new and exciting waited just around the corner.
One small memory star lay upon a velvet cushion, glowing the soft color of dawn. When touched, it pulsed gently, like a tiny heartbeat in the darkness. Its center held swirling shards of light that shimmered whenever feelings of worry or hope drifted close.
Luna recalled how her parents used to read bedtime stories together, but now those moments felt far away. She gently placed her fingertips on a memory star, hoping it would help her understand her changing world. Although her parents lived in different towers now, she still carried both their love through every hallway of the castle.
Glimmer Puff wanted to cheer everyone up, so the ghost slowly hovered near the polished floor, thinking about ways to help. Sometimes, Glimmer Puff reminded others that sharing your feelings can be a brave step, like opening a secret door in your heart. The ghost believed that no matter how complicated life became, honest words could always bring comfort.
At the end of the corridor stood a tall, gleaming door, carved entirely out of starlight. It hummed whenever a new feeling swept through the castle, as if it sensed every laugh and every tear. The handle, shaped like a crescent moon, shimmered invitingly in the flickering torchlight.
Luna stood before that glowing door, her heart fluttering like a moth drawn to a candle. She slipped inside with quiet determination, determined to understand the magical memory stars that filled the secret room. As soon as she stepped in, the air seemed to hum with emotion, each star reflecting her own hopes and fears.
Glimmer Puff hovered quietly, noticing the hush that fell over the memory star room. The ghost saw tiny sparks of color shifting in each glowing orb, reminding it that feelings could be both bright and shadowy at once. With a soft whisper, Glimmer Puff encouraged the gentle hush, hoping to guide every emotion toward peace.