Short Story for children: The Day I Found the Sky in a Jar

One sunny afternoon, I was playing in my garden when I saw something shiny near the bushes. It was a small glass jar with a blue glow inside. I picked it up, and to my surprise... there were tiny clouds floating in it!

I ran to show Grandma.

'Looks like you’ve caught a piece of the sky,' she chuckled.

'But how can the sky fit in a jar?' I asked.

Grandma winked. 'Sometimes, magic fits anywhere.'

I decided to keep the jar in my room. At night, the clouds inside turned into little stars that twinkled softly. It felt like sleeping under the sky.

The next day, my friend Aarav came over.

'Wow! Can I keep it for one day?' he asked.

I didn’t want to give it away, but he looked so excited. I remembered what Grandma always said: 'Happiness grows when you share it.' So, I gave him the jar.

The day felt empty without my magical sky, but when Aarav returned it, his smile was brighter than the stars inside.

'You know what?' I told him. 'Let’s share it! You can keep it some days, and I’ll keep it some days.'

And so, the little jar traveled between our houses, filling our nights with magic and our hearts with joy.

I never found out how the sky got into that jar, but I learned something more important—magic is not in what you keep, but in what you share.

Moral: Happiness becomes bigger when you share it with others.