Park Game Goes Wrong
It was a quiet afternoon, and we decided to take the park game out into the yard. Sara was in her pajamas, and so was I. We were like two little girls, laughing at anything while we rolled the dice.
The game got intense. Sara was about to beat me, and I couldn't stop making faces to distract her. It was then, in the middle of a laugh, that an unexpected noise was heard. We both looked at each other and burst out laughing, unable to stop.
It wasn't me Sara said, although her face gave her away.
I was laughing so hard that, without realizing it, I felt my laughter playing tricks on me. My pajama pants ended up wet when I let out a fart.
Oh no I exclaimed, covering my face.
Sara couldn't breathe from laughing so much, and neither could I. The park game was forgotten, and we lay on the grass with tears in our eyes, laughing as if we'd told the best joke in the world.
It was a disast but an unforgettable disaster.
