"Fred, you jerk!" said Mikey, picking up the rock. "I wish I was at home, away from you!" Suddenly, Mikey was at home, and he heard a familiar sound: Yelling. His dad and his sister, Zoe, were at it again. She was probably wearing some skimpy or weird Goth clothes and his dad didn't like it. Mikey stared at the rock, and made another wish. "I wish no one would mind me being home."
They continued yelling and arguing with each other for about twenty minutes before Zoe was sent to school late and dad stormed into his and mom's room.
Mikey realized he was in his pajamas...the reason he was home must be because his parents let him stay home sick. He didn't feel sick though.
He was at home with a magic rock and there was a lot he could do...like...
