Retold
Your stories, your voice, drawn.
Your stories, your voice, drawn.
Chapter one
The storyteller. The one about the canal. The one about the car giving up in Wales. You know every word — and you'd still hear it again.
Chapter two
A story isn't the words — it's the voice that tells it. The pause before the good bit. The laugh they can't hold in.
Chapter three
Hand them the phone. One big red button. No forms, no typing — just the story, the way they always tell it.
Chapter four
It listens and sketches the story into a little film — wobbly stick figures, the dog, the splash — timed to their voice.
Chapter five
Every story goes on the family shelf. The grandkids press play at bedtime — in a voice they'd know anywhere.
The shelf so far
told by Grandad, disputed by Nan
the dance hall, the wrong bus, the right girl
bedtime from four hundred miles away
uphill, in the rain, obviously
slide sideways through the shelf →
The last page
Your first story is free. Voice, drawings, the lot.
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© 2026 Retold. Made with a wobbly pencil in Britain.