Keep Your Fingers Crossed Chapter 8

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When I was a normal boy, mom and dad always made sure that I ate every last bite of food on my plate.  When I refused to eat my peas, they'd tell me that I wouldn't be able to stay up an hour late to watch TV or get my snack or that I would be grounded.  I'd shovel in the peas so fast, you'd think they weren't on my plate to begin with.  However, when I was normal boy, the days dragged on and on, eating became a chore for me because I knew one thing, “David, you don't eat your food...You're going to die.”  But that was what I thought when I was a normal boy...