A narrative story
Narrative Writing The imaginary friend When my brother was little he had an imaginay friend called cu, one day something very strange happened. That day my brother was happily playing with his friend, we had lunch and Wenceslao to sleep. A few minutes later some of the toys that my brother had started to ring before my parents went to check and the toys were turned off that moment we were scared. The next day they called a priest to bless the house. We finally were calmed and happy.