Goodnight, Goodbye!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Children Stories  |  House: Booksie Classic

A little girl wants to go to sleep but before that, she wants to listen to one of Mommy's bedtime stories.

[“Reports are coming in from all over the Empire – from all over the world. The government have not yet issued a statement, but there seems to be no question that there actually is a large, unidentified object circling the earth at incredible speed.”]

“Not another one daddy!” The little girl struggled to keep her eyes focused on the black and white picture in front of her.

“You must be sleepy right? Ok. Go tell mommy that you’re ready to go to bed.”

The little girl, who was laying down on the sofa beside him, quickly got up and ran over to the kitchen shouting Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy was cleaning up in the kitchen. The little girl went up and tugged at her nightgown. Mommy looked down, “What’s the matter?”

“Daddy is going to watch another one of his movies again,” the little girl said, rubbing her eyes.

“That’s the fourth one today. You want to go to sleep honey? You don’t have school tomorrow, you can stay a bit longer with daddy if you’d like.” Mommy kneeled down to her knees to hear her response.

“I wanna go to sleep now, mommy. I wanna hear one of your stories.”

“Sure thing. Head upstairs and brush your teeth, I’ll be there in just a bit okay?”

“Okay!” The little girl rushed upstairs, she looked like she was climbing up a mountain with how small her body was compared to the steps. Mommy finished washing up the dishes and giving a quick swipe at the countertops with a yellow rag. She rubbed her hands together and went to check up on Daddy. He was lazily sitting down on the couch, one foot up on the table, watching his favorite movie and drinking some iced tea. She approached behind him and embraced him, laying her head on his shoulder, “Emma is going to bed.”

“I know, she looked tired.”

“I’ll see if I can cook up one of my stories for her. A new one.” She started to smile and kissed his neck softly.

“A new one huh? You’ve been on a roll these past few days.”

“Oh you know, when the ideas are there, everything just flows.”

He looked up into her eyes and whispered, “Is it another scary one?”

She smiled again and shook her head, “Not every children’s story has to have a princess right?”

“I guess not. But remember the last time she woke up with a wet bed.” He looked back at the TV.

“She drank too much water before she went to sleep that day. I’ll make sure that won’t happen again.” She chuckled a little and straightened up and said, “I’ll be back down later” and walked away.

“Babe, did that place ever get back to you?” He said, turning his head back.

She stopped at the base of the stairs, “The school? Yeah, they offered to buy some of my books yesterday. They’ve sent an email.”

“Good news. Hope those kids don’t wet their bed as well.” He turned back to his movie.

She stared at the back of his head with a grin without saying anything and went up the stairs to the bathroom. She heard that the sink was on. It was Emma, hard-pressed on brushing her teeth whilst standing on a bucket so that she could reach the sink. Even with the bucket, she was tippy toeing to get her elbow just above the lid of the sink so that she can lift herself up a little to see her mouth filled with the fluorescent blue stuff.

“You okay there?” Mommy was leaning against the entrance of the bathroom, “Hurry, I have a new story to tell you.”

Emma looked at the mirror to see Mommy there and she looked behind her and smiled. She spit out the blue stuff and washed her mouth and she was rushing to get herself ready by slamming her toothbrush on its holder and kicking the bucket to the side. She ran over to her bedroom and jumped on her bed, almost bouncing off of it. She laid there for a bit until Mommy came over and then she quickly covered herself in blankets.  

“Ready Emma?” Mommy sat at the edge of the bed and leaned over close enough so that her shadow can be seen through Emma’s blankets and she pulled down her blankets revealing Emma’s messy blonde hair. Emma hollered and fell back on top of her pillow, laughing and then she said, “Story time! Which one is it now mommy! I hope it’s the one with the evil witch!”

“No no, it’s a brand new one this time.”

Emma looked up at her ceiling and back to Mommy, “What’s it about mommy?”

Mommy got up and turned off the lights and closed the door. Emma laughed in the darkness and then Mommy turned on a nightlight that lit the whole room with light blue light and cutouts of moons and stars. Emma looked around the room, amazed at the various moons and stars on her walls.

“It’s a new nightlight Emma. Do you like it?”

“I love it!”

“Now we can start story time.”

“But don’t you need a book first mommy?”

“Not for this one. I didn’t make it into a book yet. Like I said, it’s really new. You’ll be the first to hear it before anyone else.”

Emma folded her legs and clasped her hands together, patiently waiting for this new adventure to start.

“It goes like this…”


Once upon a time, there was a small family of elves. Mommy elf, Daddy elf and their daughter, a little girl elf. They lived in a magical forest called The Backyard. See, these elves were teeny tiny. So tiny, that they can fit on the palm of your hand. So tiny, that one drop of rain, can turn into a swimming pool for them.

One afternoon in The Backyard, the sky turned really dark and the little elf family knew that it was going to rain soon so they all ran into their teeny tiny house made of magical wood. When it rained, the wood will make each raindrop bounce off the house so that the elf family can be warm and dry. Father elf loved watching movies about magic during rainy days and mommy elf loved writing poems about the rain. Little girl elf though, did not like watching movies and didn’t know how to read, so she would go straight to sleep during rainy days. The sound of the giant rain was loud enough to wake her up during the night, so she stood awake.

“Sounds like you and daddy!” Emma said.

One night, as little girl elf was awake, she noticed a teeny tiny Troll outside her winder walking around. Trolls were not friendly to elves and so the little girl elf became afraid. She saw the Troll sniffing around with its furry body and big horns and then she saw the Troll look at her through the window. The little girl elf ducked under the window and started to cry. Mommy elf came and hugged her and put her back onto her bed. Mommy elf read some of her poems to her and it made her fall asleep.

The next morning, the little girl elf wet the bed. She got scared about mommy and daddy elf noticing and yelling at her. But mommy and daddy didn’t yell, they only told her some things about Trolls. Trolls come out during the night and if one sees them outside and looks into their eyes, they will wake up with a wet bed. Trolls love doing this to every elf they see.

“I didn’t wet the bed, it wasn’t me!”

 But one thing the little girl elf didn’t know is that Trolls can be scared off if you say “Goodnight, Goodbye!” right before you close your eyes to go to sleep. If you do this, the Troll will disappear and you would sleep without wetting the bed.

That night, the little girl elf went to bed. Mommy elf said “Goodnight, Goodbye” and the little girl elf said “Goodnight, Goodbye” right back and she went to sleep without any trouble and without even checking if the troll was there. The End.

Emma had held her sheets up to her face covering everything below her eyes and said, “Aw man I thought it was gonna be scary!”

Outside in the distance, the beginning of a storm. The rumbling was low but it will soon be right above their heads. Emma noticed the sound and tried to peek out her window but before she did, Mommy touched at the side of her small ribs, making Emma jump.

“So you did get scared huh? The Trolls are out there, don’t you hear them?”

Emma shook her head up and down hard, smiling.

“Time for bed.” Mommy got up and waited at the door to see if Emma didn’t peek out the window. “Now remember, if you don’t look outside for the troll, then he can’t see you. If he can’t see you then…”

“I can’t wet the bed!”

Mommy made a nod of agreement, “Exactly Emma.” She opened the door and looked back, “Goodnight”

Emma positioned herself to get ready for bed and looked at Mommy and said, “Goodbye.”


*First paragraph is from the The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)*


Submitted: May 04, 2017

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C A Sechler

This was an interesting read. It's the kind of thing parents could use to help young children who have that issue themselves, but without the getting scared part.

Thu, May 4th, 2017 3:50am


I found this weirdly funny. The idea that the mother thought she as being subtle with her story and the little girl outraged because she saw right through the mother's scheme of trying to get the little girl to resist from wetting the bed.

I think the story takes too long to get started. The point of this story is that the bedtime story is reflective of reality. That's fine, but there's too much irrelevant information in the beginning that doesn't relate to the bedtime story, such as the fact that the brushing of teeth and washing up. It doesn't ruin the story, but I think giving some bits the chop would make it flow better and keep everything relevant, as you're giving us superfluous information as is.

These are just my thoughts, take from them what you will. Enjoyable story nonetheless.

Thu, May 4th, 2017 11:10am


I tend to write a lot of extra information in regards to my characters before anything actually happens, that's just how I am. But I see your point. This story was just done on a whim in one sitting and I've never done anything like it (in regards of it being a non-thriller). Still though, thanks for your input!

Thu, May 4th, 2017 9:16am

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