Personal Narrative: Flat Stanley

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Are you hungry?I asked to Flat Stanley. I had to start the day with a good breakfast. We made a little noise with the drums, Flat Stanley enjoyed the beat. Around 11:30 A.M. we went to church as every Sunday. Our Pastor, Mr. Rivera, is a funny person when he talks about God he likes to attract our attention. Pastor Rivera gave us a palm tree leaf because today was Palm Sunday. The way home my mom called my grandmom I talked to her about Flat Stanley homework. At home we helped to clean and organize the house. Then she filled the tires of the bikes and went for a ride. You know what Flat Stanley may be today was not the best day but was

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