ILKVM

          My eyes fluttered open. The sudden exposure to bright light made my eyes close again. I hear a voice. I'm not sure what it's saying. I'm not sure if it's human either. When I finally managed to open my eyes, I found myself covered in red liquid. Is it my blood? That thought struck me with fear.

          My head is spinning. The voice was actually a song. What song is it? I don't know. Biggest urge to throw up. My head is throbbing to the beat of the music. The last time I was sober, I was in my room. This place doesn't look like my room at all.

          Where the hell am I?! I see empty ketchup bottles scattered afar. I licked my blood covered hand and to my surprise...it tasted like ketchup. Why do I have ketchup all over my body? Was I in some sort of twisted sandwich battle? Then I see a really familiar face. What's my mum doing here? Am I asking too many questions?

          I see a really disappointed look on her face. She usually gives me that look when I...oh no! That explains all the empty ketchup bottles. I'm having one of my rare ketchup hangovers. You see...I have a rare disease called ILKVM which stands for I love ketchup very much.

          Once I start, I cannot stop. I'll eat ketchup until I pass out. Which explains so much for the situation I'm in right now. Okay, time to clean up all these ketchup.

HAHAAH ok this is a really stupid story that I made while at Starbucks LOLOLOLOLOLOL kbai

Signing off...ninja style (Y)