Irwin decided it'd be best to get home,before anything else happened.However he remembered that he was supposed to help his parents paint their living room,and he was already late.
After getting to his parents house,he helped his father paint,until his father pulled his back.
"Ahh.I wish I was younger,then I'd be in better shape!"his father said.The bright light surrunded him,and he was now in his twenties,and in perfect shape.
"What!What happened!I'm,I'm young again!"His father said,jumping up off the chair he had been in.
"That was close.I was worried something bad would happen." Irwin said.
