One late night I was in the kitchen. The hunger was getting the better of me for some delicious food to eat while I watched some really exciting TV shows about the police. But when I got into the kitchen there was absolutely nothing to eat at all. I was so cross that I wanted to punch a wall, but then I would probably have go to hospital and have my broken fist mended. I didn’t care because I was RAGING hungry and my show was just starting. I just had to deal with the the hunger and my show was not the same.