Rather difficult

Dear Diary,

I countered a force that cannot be defeated with any other power today, it is the most beneficiary force which should be affected to the whole world for those dependencies like animals and birds; that force is of 'kindness.' In the boiling atmosphere of this summer, my mind was evaporating everything inside it so I thought of cooling it through a book in my room. The worst of all season is this unwanted summer! I completely hate it, dislike it, loathe it because it makes me all slimy! Slimy due to never-ending sweat, coming from this frozen calorie holding person (if you can understand the true meaning then I would like to say: I love that state because fear is what I crave from the majority)! Whatsoever, I received a call from my friend asking of me for a story worth one single page wholly comprised of comedy. I was astonished!!! To whom he is making such a demand? Has he forgotten what type of personality I hold? No, that cannot be. I mention it with a frankness that I cannot write comedy. Such genre is impossible to be written from my side because in anything I write, that severity and austerity have their places reserved and the third seat is the central idea of my writing which makes room for any other spectator to join; in the present case: comedy. I tried explaining my incapability but he was being strong on his demand, later I reconciled.

So, I wrote the following thing:

TASK DONE

The family of Mr. Fier comprised of five members; Mrs. Fier, Katie, Ron, James and he himself. No one was as naughty, mischievous and annoying in the family as the youngest member, named James. Such boisterous ideas came into his mind automatically whenever he witnessed any opportunity. Once in the market street, he reached there with a donkey on whose tail this child had attached some firecrackers. Stopping at one place, he bent down to his loyal donkey and ignited those firecrackers. The donkey went booming through the busy street while the public was striding and pushing each other to get out of there; our hero was looking all this from a newly discovered vantage point.

Mrs. Rosier, the neighbor of Fier house was a very fastidious and fretful lady to James's friends so somehow he found out that she fears earthworms. This being his opportunity to harass her, he was able to find out a very neatly decorated casket to put the recently bought earthworms into. He wished to create deception of a present which makes her at least open the casket. He went to his door and she unwillingly welcomed the lad inside; she was handed over that casket in a very short duration and she opened it.

When she saw the content, she started screaming with high pitch and her hands had flown the casket in the air. James was sitting in amazement to see such a lady burst into screaming. Mrs. Rosier then got up and took a nearby stick to hurt James who was still watching her feared and angry red face silently. As if all was prepared from the start, this kid took out a mirror that he had with him to show make Mrs. Rosier see her face; she was that something maroon was placed there in her hair: she then took it out with her hands. To her fear, it was an earthworm! Several were roaming inside her so huge golden hair. Her senses were in utter fright and her eyes shrinking and popping out sometimes; her feet didn't know where to go so, she was running here and there, screaming to the top all the time until she finally fell unconscious upon hitting herself with a closed door with a loud thud. James Fier's task was done, he left a note stating that if she didn't let his friends play, then worse could happen.

I hope my future self finds this worthy of a smile...