So on Sunday, my pastor at church was teaching a sermon about a king that became king at the age of sixteen. My pastor needed someone who was sixteen to be a king or queen for the church service/day. I volunteered for my church's third service and got crowned queen for the day. I had to make a decree and I said that Chick-fil-A stays open all week including Sundays, which made the people in the service clap and cheer. My pastor then said I could choose where my family and I got lunch after church as long as it was within my parents' budget. I got a plastic crown, a sash, a scepter, and plastic rings.
Here's a pic of me wearing everything:
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I look like a dork, but it was fun being queen for a day.
