My narrative

Once upon a time there lived a little boy called Henry. He lived in a little garden that was covered in flowers. One dark night Henry went to find some apples so he can make an apple pie. When he was walking in the forest he saw a red apple that was faraway so he went to it and grabbed it. Then he tried to go home but he couldn’t because he was lost. When he was lost he sat down and laid down and tried to go to sleep but he couldn’t because he heard noseis that were like a car and a bike. After that he went to the noise and he saw that it was a bike so he went home but he couldn’t because he didn’t know where his home was. Just then he remembered that he left a track of rocks so he followed the rocks and He got home. Finally he went sleep.