5 Years Later

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Guys, this is the last chapter. DON'T WORRY NOTHING BAD OR SERIOUS HAPPENED, and I am enjoying writing this. It's ending because it was made to be a short story, which are usually 7-8 chapters

and for those of you wondering, I'm NOT making a sequel. Not that it would be bad, it's just that I have ideas for other stories and I REALLY don't have the time :P

~KAREN'S POV~

It's been 5 years since I found out my son was dead

I'm 33 now, and my life has changed so much already

Don't worry, I'll fill you in

When I lost David, life became 100x harder

Since I was already going through a lot of emotional pain, I had a mental outburst during one of my jobs

Everyone was shocked and a bit scared

Then the manager came up to me and told me to calm down

So I decided to be retarded, and punch him

I was fired after that

When I went to my other job, they called em into the office

They said that they heard about the outburst and they didn't want it happening again

So I lost that job

I only had one job left, which only paid 10 cents an hour

And I did need food, water, and crap like that

So you know what's up

I lost the house

Now I live in a subway station

Everyday I have the urge to jump onto the tracks and let the train hit me

But I stop myself every time

Currently, I was sitting against a pole

I watched people leave and enter the station, daylight shone at the top of the stairs

'Karen' I thought to myself 'Your gonna have to come out sometime'

I sighed

There was nothing out there for me

I already lost my parents, my husband, my son, my job, and my house.

Then again, there was nothing else for me to lose

Should I, or should I not

Aw screw it, I'm going

I slowly got up

I grabbed my bag, which was just a huge torn leather bad with nothing but one set of clothes and a blanket

I walked towards the exit, up the stairs

The sun blinded me

This was the first time I left the subway station in 5 years

The place hadn't changed a lot

A few new buildings and streets but that was all

I started to walk

I had no clue where I was going

For some reason, I didn't care

As I walked, I started to sing to myself

"I dunno what I was thinking

Leaving my child behind

Now I suffer the curse and now I am blind

With all this anger, guilt and sadness

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