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Reading Short Stories/Content for English Learners
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Short Story 756 – The Sky Bell (UpB)
Lena sold warm bread at a floating market above the clouds. The stalls rested on wide…
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Short Story 755 – The Quiet Package (UpB)
Mark worked late at a small delivery depot near the river. He liked the quiet hours…
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Short Story 754 – Saltwater Silence (Int)
On the far end of a windy pier in Brighton, Mara sold paper boats to tourists.…
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Short Story 753 – The Borrowed Horizon (Int)
Jonah lived on Lune Port, a city built inside a wide glass dome on a small…
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Short Story 752 – The Quiet Phone (UpB)
Tom worked late at a small seaside café in Brighton. The sea was dark, and the…
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Short Story 751 – The Spilled Soup (UpB)
Martin worked in a busy supermarket café near the bus stop. Every morning he told himself…
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Short Story 750 – The Silent Sneeze (Int)
When Martin bought a pair of noise cancelling headphones, he believed his life would improve in…
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Short Story 749a – The Quiet Song Of Karsog (Adv)
Yogesh lived in a small village in Karsog, where the mountains folded into one another like…
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Short Story 749 – The Lost Wallet (Int)
On a wet Tuesday evening, Martin left his office later than usual. The city centre was…
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Short Story 748 – The Quiet Exchange (Int)
Martin liked routine. Every Thursday evening, after work, he bought a coffee from the same kiosk…
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Short Story 747 – The Quiet Ledger (Int)
Martin Hale thought the night shift at the self storage depot would be boring. He sat…
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Short Story 746 – The Silent Line (Int)
Mark Ellison had worked in customer support for a large telecoms company in Birmingham for nearly…
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Short Story 745 – Borrowed Tomorrow (Int)
Evan Price repaired delivery drones for a living. They arrived broken, he fixed them, and they…
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Short Story 744 – The Smooth Deal (Int)
James had promised himself he would only look, not buy. The small dealership sat beside a…
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Short Story 743 – The Wrong Parcel (Int)
On Tuesday morning, Martin queued at a busy parcel depot on the edge of town. He…
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Short Story 742 – The Silent Platform (Int)
At six thirty on a wet Tuesday morning, Tom Harris stood on an empty city tram…
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Short Story 741 – Dead Air Laughter (Int)
At exactly 7:45 pm, Martin Wells was eating a microwave lasagne in the control room of…
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Short Story 740 – The Afternoon Game (Int)
Every afternoon, Steve, a 66 year old Englishman, walked to the park with Bobby, his energetic…
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Short Story 739 – Dead Air (Adv)
At 2.17 am, the newsroom was quiet enough to hear the lights hum. Martin Hale sat…
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Short Story 738 – The Final Broadcast (Int)
Tom worked the late shift at a small coastal radio station. Every night at midnight, he…