With all the things to be feared upon,I dont know why I feared it the most. Pretty weird,but its true. I hate how it smelled and how it looks like. Its not the rats neither the cockroaches. HAR! Its the ketchup,wether its banana or tomato.
Cause it all started into this. . .
I was 7 that time,I myself was eating those catsup.Believe it, I was! But then,I slipped into the bathroom which made a wound on my foot.It was bleeding[seriously]. Months passed,the wound was healed and while I was eating dinner,Dad put tons of ketchup into my plate.FLASHBACKS came.I remembered the bathroom accident.It was really awfull. From then on,I never eated and even tasted it once again. I never came too closed to that thing or I might release vomit. If someone tries to make me love that thing again,better watch out.
So,If you have notice me shouting and sorta kinda messing things around.It was all because of the ketchup.Hate it!
.I remembered,the incidnet made it worse is when...A friend in gradeschool intentionally put 'THOSE' on my baon.HMPH,what am I going to do with those except to throw out in the trash,I know it was wrong.But I just cant eat those. ;<
PS.I was kinda confused,what is the difference between CATSUP and KETCHUP
BTW,to all dads out there.especially to DAD
HAPPY FATHER's DAY. ;>
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Mik33 ;>