Word count: 100
“It’s not funny anymore,” she pleaded. “I am seriously in pain.”
Michael grinned at his friend in the back of the canoe. Practical jokes made him feel in control, powerful. Besides, no one would get hurt. He was always sure his jokes would cause no bodily harm.
” Please. Please. Please. I cannot hold it any longer. You are a mean-hearted person. When this is over, I never want to see you again.”
Michael just grinned and guided the canoe in the opposite direction of where she wanted to go.
“Michael! For God’s sake, row the boat ashore!”
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