Samuel: *looking at the stars through his bedroom window*

Mother: Son, it's time for bed. What are you doing?

Samuel: Wishing upon a star.

Mother: Aw, how nice! What's your wish?

Samuel: I wish that Grandma would die.

Mother: Excuse me?

Samuel: I said, I wish that Grandma would die. I hate her so much.

Mother: Samuel Joseph Richards!!! I'm surprised at you! That's a horrible thing to wish on your grandmother!

Samuel: I wanted chocolate chip cookies, but she baked sugar cookies. She's dead to me.

Mother: Samuel, I ought to spank you! Don't you ever wish something like that on her, again! You hear me?

Samuel: Yes, and I'm not sorry.

Mother: *spanks Samuel* Go to sleep!! Good night! *storms out of his room, and slams his door*

Samuel: Didn't hurt. I wish that Grandma would die. I hate her so much. *climbs into bed and drifts off to sleep*

This story was written on Thursday, March 11th, 2021.

A/N Samuel is gonna regret what he said! Wishing death upon his grandmother is so wrong! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.