(Author's Note: I'm assuming that in his grandfather's letter, it was supposed to say that wishes couldn't be reversed.)
Mikey took a moment to think about what to do with the magic coin. Late that night (after the coin's "twelve hours" were up), he thought about getting some revenge.
Fred Orr was a boy who demanded respect, just because he was big enough and strong enough to do whatever he pleased. Mikey hated that. He felt like putting Fred in his place. He certainly deserved it. Mikey had lost count as to how many times Fred had beat him up. For Fred, it was like playtime. For Mikey, it was torture.
"I wish that Fred would get what he deserves," Mikey said, and suddenly the coin glowed, causing him to look away.
