I continued to stuff my face with the food in front of me. It's not like I had anything to turn to left. Everyone I have ever loved was gone and it's not like I have the chance to make new ones since I'm just bedridden. So I turned to the only friend I had left, food. At least if I eat this much, it'll make me feel better. I mean that's how it always is in shows. A person is upset and then after they eat, they're better.
As I continued to eat, I focused on the television once again, opening it up so I can watch the same show about this "Lisa Cha" maybe when I watch her life story or whatever, I'll somehow feel better about my situation.
"So Ms. Cha. There have been people in the audience that are so eager to know more about your life. Even as to go far as wishing to be you. Do you have anything to say about them?" The host asks her the question, making her cringe for a second.
