Your mom:"Sweetie, I hate you and I'm selling you to this mafia group I found online"
You:"what!?"
Then you were blacked out, you then wake up and your now Ed Sheeran, but emo.
You looked up and seen 67 guys in front of you.
"Hello mate, we're one direction and we OWN you know"one of them say.
You them began to cry out poop stains as one of them come and place a crown on your head.
"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars! " you began to sing as you feel badass.
The end.
