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The Lost Key
Imagine. Create. Share.
Since 2008, the Kids4Kids My Story Creation annual story writing and illustration competition has provided primary students across Hong Kong with a creative platform that enables the budding writers and artists to imagine, create and share their stories.
This story was written and illustrated by kid(s) who participated in the Kids4Kids annual 'My Story Creation competition'. We hope to celebrate all the kids who used their creativity and imagination to create a story by giving them an opportunity to custom print their story, and be able to share and inspire other kids to create their own story.
Proceeds from the sale of this custom print story will help fund the Literacy Development Programmes at Kids4Kids to provide creative learning opportunities to low resourced communities in Hong Kong. By buying a Kids4Kids custom print story, you are not only applauding the future artists & authors of Hong Kong but you are also making a difference in a child’s life!

Christy and Kelly were set for adventure. Carefully, they trotted through a forest and met a fairy trapped inside a tree. They quickly freed her. Wait a minute ... how can mortals free a fairy? Well, because they had good hearts.

The fairy gave them a book which would tell them where to find a magic crystal key. With much anxiety, Christy opened the book and turned to the required page.

“But, where is the page?” Kelly muttered.

In the place where the page should be, there was just a stub with the signature slime of the thief - the goblin.

They raced to the goblin's castle. They encountered Globby the goblin king in the hall and started a fight. They could not overpower Globby but at the critical moment, the fairy appeared again and turned Globby into a frog.

Two keys fell onto the floor. One was the real key, and the other was a fake. Which was the real one?

“Look,“ Christy said, “Globby is clutching one key. That's the one.”

“No, it's the other one.” Kelly smiled.

Now they could begin their adventure. They didn't need to find the way as the key pulled them along until they stopped in front of a gigantic tree. The key fit into a hole in the tree trunk.

“On three, “ Christy commanded, “One, two, three.”

A door opened on the trunk when the key was turned. Christy crept in and fell down a hole all the way to the bottom. She looked around, and in the dim light, spotted treasure scattered all around.

Christy shouted, “Kelly! Come down.”

Kelly slid down the hole to rescue Christy, but Christy did not need the rescue - yet. She took out a few shopping bags. Together, they filled the bags and assisted each other in climbing out.

As it was already dark, they camped near the tree for the night. Kelly took the first watch while Christy slept. However, the thief Rake, had been watching and cast a spell to put both of them into a deep sleep. Rake stole the treasure and returned to his cave.

At midnight, Christy woke up and found the treasure gone. She woke Kelly and immediately worked on a solution. Christy asked, “Do you remember - there is a hole in one of the bags?”

“Urh, so what?” Kelly answered.

Christy pointed to a glittering trail of diamonds. Following the trail deep into the forest, they reached a cave. Before going in, Kelly had a detailed survey and made a plan.

Christy entered the cave and lured Rake into a side chamber. Kelly then rolled a rock to block the entrance to the chamber. Through another exit, they left the cave with the treasure.

Wandering too deep into the forest, they lost their way. While they sat in sadness, a unicorn strolled by.

“Please,” Christy asked, “show us the way out.”

“Ride me. I'll take you.”

They rode the unicorn, through the woods and all the way home. At home they treated the unicorn with apples and other fruits, invited her to stay.

“I can't.” replied the unicorn, “I couldn't leave the forest because of a spell, but the spell was broken when I offered to help you. Now I want to go home.”

The girls had to let it go, though they did not want to.

Written & illustrated by 文•圖