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.