Golden Freddy

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As Sally fed me noodles, she asked me questions. "What happened in the backstage?" "How did you break robots?" "Did someone call you on your nights?" At night, we were both snug in our beds. I was really happy. I smiled as I dozed of to sleep. Just as I was falling asleep. Freddy. A yellow version of him appeared in my room. I didn't hear myself screaming.
He started floating into the air, glowing. He started making loud epic noise. He slowly faded into a little boy. Then the face of the thing popped into my brain. All I saw was his face. Even when I closed my eyes I saw it. Then it disappeared. I could hear myself screaming. Sally quickly ran into the room. "Mike are you ok?!" She yelled, panting. I then stopped screaming. "Yeah... It was just a nightmare." She left the room. That proves it. I didn't free that one soul. There's still a trapped spirit in that pizzeria. I left Freddy, but Freddy didn't leave me.

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