I've been watching the television for some time now. My eyes hurt. They keep shutting themselves, but I force them open after a few minutes. I wish to ask Father if he could read me bedtime stories. He keeps telling me about how he's busy working on his "secret project." Seems slightly suspicious, and I know he's aware that it's not a secret... I don't like thinking about that though. Strangely, after having all of these thoughts, I ended up where I wanted to be, looking over my bed. This happens quite often. I throw myself onto the sheets and don't bother covering myself in them.
Tomorrow is a new day.
It sure is. I wake up and walk straight to my closet. Looking at it makes me feel rather uneasy. It always does. All of the clothes are the same. Pink shirt with poofs at the sleeve endings, jean skirts, below-the-knee stockings, and black shoes. I'm tired of it, but I can't complain. It's better I have something rather than nothing. After I finish changing I dart to the window and look outside. Despite Father's attempts in hiding that secret of his, the building under construction obviously belongs to him. I drew some characters for him, and coincidentally they're the same as the animatronics he talked about creating there. Although I would love to see how it looks so far in person, Father won't let me leave the house until it is finished. For some reason I haven't been changing ever since he kept me in. After the incident in 1979 he never let me out. If I whine he locks me in my room, and if I scream he... I don't remember. He told me I will be able to leave again once the building's finished. I'm excited.
Bee gets to come over again. He's a good friend, but he likes to be outside rather than indoors. I tell him I'm just more of an inside person... But he isn't buying it anymore. He thinks I'm trapped. I'm not trapped. I'm just being protected. We talk for an hour, he asks for me to go outside, I reject the offer, we talk again. It's a vicious cycle that happens every time we talk. The more he asks, the more I want to leave. I will find a way, I just need to wait for the new site to open.
It's been around... Six months? A new year has come, and finally the new attraction has opened. I get to leave, I get to see the outside. Now... I need to find a way to get out of here, and the best way to start, is with that place.
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Lost Hope
Mystery / ThrillerFather decided to make his own pizzaplex full of animatronics with the help of some other workers... I think they go by... Henry and ...William? He looked up to those two a lot. I wonder why. Maybe because of some creations they made. I guess that's...
