The sun was dropping heavily, huge and red, at the end of a summer's day. Anthony was an ant, and Anthony was lost, very lost indeed.
'Oh dear,' moaned Anthony, 'The sun is disappearing, and the stars are coming out to twinkle, and I'm lost.'
Anthony stopped walking, sat on a pebble, and began to cry.
'Boo, hoo, hoo, hoo.... I must have taken the wrong turn somewhere or other.... My antennas must be confused.... Probably my hay-fever,' he moaned between sobs and sniffles.Anthony looked very lonely sitting on that pebble sobbing as the sun finally disappeared. And all around was inky black with just the twinkling of stars shining down from high above. To make matters worse it was a little cloudy and Anthony could not even find the moon. He wondered if perhaps it was behind a cloud or not in the sky at all, but what did it matter, he thought, if he could not see it.
Anthony looked very lonely sitting on that pebble sobbing as the sun finally disappeared. And all around was inky black with just the twinkling of stars shining down from high above. To make matters worse it was a little cloudy and Anthony could not even find the moon. He wondered if perhaps it was behind a cloud or not in the sky at all, but what did it matter, he thought, if he could not see it.
Anthony was not only lonely but also very frightened, and he felt as small, as small can be, and perhaps a little bit smaller. And because he was a black ant he could not even see his own feet. Poor little Anthony.
Suddenly, through rather large teardrops, Anthony saw what he thought was a star dancing towards him, zigzagging, this way and that, but definitely coming right towards him! This surprising sight made him gasp and stop crying.
Then, quite abruptly, the glowing star landed like a tiny helicopter in front of him. He could see what this star really was now. There before him stood a small creature with fly-like see-through wings and a glowing body. It was about half his size. He had never seen anything like it before. At least the creature was smiling. Anthony was so curious he forgot to carry on crying.
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The Lost Little Ant
FantasyAnthony the ant was lost and far away from home. He took to sitting on a huge pebble and started to cry as the sun quickly went down. What will happen? Can anyone come to his aid? Well, what are you waiting for? Start reading to find out! A story yo...