Emma and the Feeling Broom in the Stormy Sky

Emma stamps her foot. “No! Mine!” She doesn't want to share the broom. Ben wants to play with it too. They argue loudly.

Then the broom begins to work its magic. “I'm Stormfeather,” it says. “Come with me!”

Suddenly, they are flying high into the sky. Emma holds on tight. So does Ben. There are colourful clouds everywhere. Red clouds. Blue clouds. Grey clouds.

“Those are feeling clouds,” Stormfeather explains. “The red ones are anger.”

Emma sees a big red cloud. It keeps getting bigger. “That one's mine,” she whispers. Her green eyes grow wide.

“Say what you feel!” calls Stormfeather. “Say it out loud!”

“I'm angry!” shouts Emma. Poof! The red cloud becomes small. It turns into a rainbow.

Ben points to a grey cloud. “I'm sad. Mum was cross today.”

Poof! His cloud disappears too. It turns into colourful stars.

Emma laughs. “This is fun!” Her red hair blows in the wind.

They fly through the stormy sky. Whenever they name a feeling, the clouds become beautiful. Anger turns into rainbows. Fear turns into sparkles. Sadness turns into stars.

“Feelings are okay,” says Stormfeather. “You just need to let them out.”

They land gently back at home. Emma hugs Ben. “Shall we share the broom?”

Ben nods. “Yes!”

Stormfeather smiles. The brother and sister understand. It's okay to show your feelings. Then they become as light as feathers.