It was last Tuesday, and I was sitting at the kitchen table watching my mom make dinner. Usually as I sit in my normal spot after finishing my homework, there are like a bazillion thoughts running through my head all at once, did I study enough for my test tomorrow?... Oh my goodness my fingernail polish I chipping, maybe I should fix that before school in the morning!... Alice said Billy liked me but I wonder if maybe she might have been kidding. Anyway, to get back to the point much unlike my typical routine, this night I could only think of one thing. It was the way my mom had maneuvered the hot dogs into the pot. You see I have been a vegetarian for a while, and I knew what if felt like to be tempted with a piece of bacon or a slice of turkey here and there, but nothing had ever tempted me as much as that hotdog had right then. After about ten minutes of fighting an internal battle over one little hotdog, I had made a definite decision. I needed to eat the hotdog! There was absolutely no choice. So I had a wonderful dinner with the rest of my family that night, and I don’t think I could ever go be back to being a vegetarian again. Well that’s my news, and the moral of this story is that meat is yummy!
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