Chapter 3

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You can't believe it, it's him! It has to be him, after all these years he's alright, more importantly, alive. Relief and happiness wash on you, he was okay! However you felt immense guilt, you never returned nor did you ever tried to find him again and see if he was alright, but you felt good knowing he truly was alright after various years of wondering what happened to him.

You started debating in your head if you should talk to him and ask if he remembered you. Truly you wanted bombard this man with so many questions, you just wanted to know what had happened throughout these years. After thinking on what to do, you build up the courage and walk towards him.

"Excuse me..." you say to him rather shyly "This may sound weird but when you were younger did you used you had a friend that you would always hang out with when she came here? That you would basically considered a ver close childhood friend?" You ask nervously, unsure if he would remember or even understand what your talking about.

He looked at you and thought for a second placing a finger on chin "Hmm..." he paused "Now that you mention it, it does ring a bell... I used to, she was my best friend here, i saw her as a sister. We would always do everything together, play, eat, we would also go to pirates cove and listen to foxy's stories, all that before the old ones got replaced. I remembered her cheering me up after the replacement of them, but after an incident here she never came back. I would come back here, rarely but i did, i had hope to see her again but it felt like she just forgot all about me" he sigh, he had a sad tone in his voice and that made you feel more guilty than you already felt. After all these years he came back looking for you, you couldn't begin to imagine how abandoned he must've felt, and how alone after that.

You wanted to hug him so badly, and tell him it was alright, but he would just stare at you so oddly, he didn't recognize you ether so you couldn't tell him 'its me' because he wouldn't recognize it. Then and there you came up with an idea, on how he can recognize you. You reach in your purse and started looking for something, this was something he would remember easily and recognize you immediately. It was something that hold a lot of sentimental value, so you were sure he would remember! "Hey, i know it must've been rough those few years... but i think i got something that may help" you say, he looks at you curiously "what is it?" He ask "Can you extend your hand for me? I know its an odd request but its so i can hand you something, i promise its gonna help" you smile. He hesitates for a little bit but then extended his hand, you place your hands overing over his and drop something soft, once you move your hand away two small plushies are in his hand, curious he looks at then. One of the plushies looks like it was balloon boy, and the other one marionette

He looked at them for a while, then look at you with wide eyes as if something had clicked in him. "No way" he mummer softly "No fucking way! Its you!" He smiled from hear to hear and pulled in for a tight hug that you gladly returned. "I knew something about you felt ! I was right!" He pulls away from the hug and looks at you "God... I've miss you so much" he said in a softly, you smiled widely and pulld him back into a hug "I've miss you too, you had no idea how much i searched and looked for you" You both pull back and smiled at each other. After all these years, after all this time, he was alive and he still remembered you.

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