Last night I got a terrible craving for chocolate. I knew my dad had some in the kitchen. The craving was very strong. I just had to get up and get a few squares. I havent eaten chocolate a lot lately, in fact I’ve had very very little of it. The only chocolate I had recently was a cadburys cream egg on easter.
So at 1 AM I got up, and went out to the kitchen, and grabbed four squares of dairy milk chocolate. That satisfied me and I was able to go to sleep then.
Until this morning that was…when my dad opened the kitchen cupboard and realised his chocolate had been touched, he was like, whose been eating my chocolate? My mom asked me if I had, and I had to confess, that yes, my diet went out the window last night.
But it was so worth it. Now that I’ve had it I probably wont eat it again for a while.