<Foxy's POV>
"Please stay"
That word has been stuck in my head ever since.
I can't get up.
I'm damaged, I have to remind myself that.
Freddy might be an shy, idiot, thing.
But to be honest, he's my shy idiotic thing.
I bet he's afraid of me.
I let out a slight chuckle as I lie down here.
Doing nothing.
Waiting to walk again.
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"He's dead finally."
"He'll leave us alone from now."
All the whispers in my head like these are a wave a relief. Followed my a wave of "please stay." Thing
No one ever told me THAT.
And I was afraid.
My life long to be alone, I haven't got used to him that much.
I quietly stand there, more broken then ever. Like an imaginary animatronic heart.
I don't know what to do with him.
I wanted to walk over to him to tell him that I like him too. But I don't know what my feelings were.
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OMIGOSH WHAT AM I DOOOING
*internal screaming*
