How I Became Flat

Last week, Sierra and Andrew were given an assignment to write a story explaining "How I Became Flat". Today, the reports were finished and I wrote a story for Hannah. The stories are below. We found them entertaining. Let us know what you think.

How I Became Flat Hannah-Faith

Hi there, I am Flat Hannah-Faith. I am sure you are wondering why I am flat. Well, I will tell you. The other day, I was climbing on my Inch Worm. (I got it for Christmas.) Because I needed to reach the remote that was on TOP of the TV. I really do not understand why everyone puts the remote on TOP of the TV. They know I can’t reach it up there!! Anyway, I was on my Inch Worm and reaching for the remote. I almost had it when all of a sudden I was on the floor. Not only was I on the floor but the TV was on top of me. Of course, I screamed. I am good at screaming!! My Mommy came running. She lifted the TV. Then she checked me over. I was screaming!! Nothing really hurt. I was just mad that I didn’t have the remote in my hand. When my Mommy picked me up, it felt different. She told me I was flat. I really didn’t understand what being “flat” meant. What I did understand was that Mommy was not holding me right. Usually, I curl up in her lap and lay my head on her chest. Today, I was just lying in her lap. This didn’t feel right. Mommy usually calls me her “Squishy Girl”. Now, she was calling me her flat girl.
I don’t like being flat. Mommy said that now that I was flat I could travel all over the world. She and Daddy were going to send me to visit family and friends. I am not sure I am going to like traveling. I like being close to my Mommy. I hope I do not stay flat for very long. I miss Mommy’s hugs and squeezes.

HOW I BECAME FLAT ANDREW

I became flat because I was riding my bike in the rode and a car ran over me. Sierra told me to “GET OUT OF THE RODE” but I did not want to listen. Then, BOOM! I am gone! I am knocked off my bike. I am laying in the rode. I am crying and surprised that I am still alive. Sierra ran to tell my Mommy. My Mommy came and picked me up. She went, “AAH YOU’RE FLAT”. We got into the car and went to the hospital real fast. The doctor said that I was fine. He didn’t know how to fix me. I was flat. He sent us home. My Mommy put me to bed. I got up the next morning and I was STILL FLAT.

Everybody was doing their normal things so I decided to go outside and ride the Go-Cart. When I asked me Mommy, she said that I couldn’t ride because my helmet wouldn’t fit and I couldn’t buckle up. I couldn’t climb trees either because the wind would blow me away. I would be gone. “Zoom, on the wind”. Then, my family couldn’t find me.
One good thing about being flat is that I could be a kite in the wind. Another, good thing is that I can travel everywhere in an envelope.

When I am finished traveling, someone needs to do something to make me normal again!!

How I Became Flat Sierra

You will never believe how I became flat. One Saturday morning, my Dad was working on the living room door. It kept closing on its own. Well, I was standing right behind the door, OH, was that a mistake. When he took the hinges off the door, there was a big splat and a scream.
You guessed it. I was laying under the door. My Dad was shocked; he still did not know that the door was on top of me. When my Mother heard the noise she came running. My brother screamed, my little sister, Hannah, said, “ohh”. My dog Cotton was barking and jumping up and down. Hannah and Cotton were the only ones who knew that I was under the door. I tried to tell them that the door was on top of me but no one could hear me. Hannah tried to tell them that I was under the door too, but no one could understand her. Finally, when Hannah started to scream and Cotton’s barking was getting louder, they lift up the door. All of a sudden, I heard my Mother gasped. I heard my Brother say, “uh-oh”. My Dad said, “oh-no” and Cotton whimpered. Hannah just said, “ohhh”. I asked them what was wrong. I think they where in shock! I did not know that I was flat. Finally, my Mother asked me if I felt any different and if I was ok. I said yes; I was fine but a little sore. Then, my brother Andrew said, “YOUR FLAT!!!” Hannah said, “OHHHH!!!!!!” I look at Andrew as if he was crazy. I was thinking that too, until I got up and looked in the mirror. My Mother took me straight to the doctor. The doctor examined me from head to toe. Then, she looked at my Mother and said that there was nothing wrong with me. I was just flat. So, the doctor sent us back home.
Being flat is not that bad. Sometimes, I wish I was normal but it is ok.
One cool thing about being flat is that I never have to open up a door. All I have to do is slide right under it. Another good thing about being flat is that I am flexible. I can be rolled up, folded up and even put in an envelope. That brings me to one more good thing about being flat. I can be mailed around the whole world. I am about to be mailed around the U.S. to visit my family and friends for just the cost of a couple of stamps. However, there are some things that are not good about being flat. One bad thing about being flat is that sometimes people do not see you. It is easy to get sat on when you are laying down or trample over when you are in a large crowd. Hopefully, soon I will be normal again.


We will be sending out our Flat Children soon. Look for them to arrive in your email or mail box.