Dhriti and the Magical Forest 🌲✨

Once upon a time, in a quiet village surrounded by green hills, lived a kind and brave girl named Dhriti. She loved animals, trees, and spent most of her time playing near the woods behind her house. Everyone warned her not to go too deep into the forest, for it was said to be magical — and full of secrets.

But Dhriti wasn’t afraid. She believed that nature held no danger for those who respected it.

One morning, while following a butterfly deeper into the woods, Dhriti found a glowing flower with golden petals. As she gently touched it, the ground sparkled beneath her feet and a soft voice whispered,

“You have entered the Magical Forest.”

Suddenly, everything around her changed! The trees stood tall with glowing leaves. Birds chirped in different melodies, and tiny fairies danced in the sunlight. A squirrel wearing spectacles appeared and said,

“Welcome, Dhriti! The forest has chosen you.”

“Chosen me? For what?” she asked, amazed.

“Our Heart Tree, the oldest and wisest of all trees, is losing its magic. Only a pure-hearted child can help bring it back to life. You must find the Three Elements of Nature: the Feather of Wind, the Tear of the River, and the Flame of Light.”

Dhriti nodded bravely. Her journey through the forest began.

🌬️ First, she climbed a breezy hill to catch the Feather of Wind from a flying phoenix who tested her with a riddle.

💧 Then, she dove into the River of Whispers, where she calmed a crying fish and received the Tear of the River in return.

🔥 Finally, she helped a firefly trapped in a spider’s web. In gratitude, the firefly gave her the Flame of Light.

With all three elements in her hands, Dhriti ran to the Heart Tree. It stood tall but weak, its leaves gray.

She gently placed the items near its roots and whispered,

“Dear forest, I believe in your magic.”

The earth trembled softly. The Heart Tree glowed bright, its leaves turning emerald green, and the forest burst back into life. Flowers bloomed, animals cheered, and music filled the air.

The squirrel bowed to Dhriti. “You saved us. You are now the Guardian of the Magical Forest.”

With a warm smile, Dhriti returned home — but she often visited the forest, where the trees whispered her name and the winds carried her laughter.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Vidhi Manchanda was born on 10th October 2017 in Mohali. She lives in Chandigarh. She is in class 2 in Vivek High School, Chandigarh. It is her 12th story and she is very excited. When she was writing this story, she was very happy.