I walked out to my living room to ask my mom what I can eat as she responded with a grunt and she pointed towards the fridge.  Left overs…
I opened the fridge to see a glowing aura coming from the back of the fridge. I knew it was my only weakness when I realized it was chicken.
I quickly put it in the microwave and heated it up for 1 minute. As I went to grab the grapefruit, I smelt something burning. I yelled for my mom as she sprinted for the kitchen as if she was an athlete runner.
As she threw the food into the garage like a football quarterback throwing for a pass, I was disappointed that I couldn’t eat my favorite food. My mom grabbed the fire extinguisher and put out the fire.
After everything, my mom looked at me and said,”I’ll cook you something tonight.” As she grabbed the spaghetti from the shelf and heated the water on the stove, she looked like a chef.