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The big bite of 83

January 4th of 1983

He turned on bed, nothing, he knew it was time to get up, the sun was peeking from the bottom of the windows, but Garrett continued, it was nightmare day, happened twice a week, the small boy thanked the world for not giving him seven of those a week, but it still was difficult. He embraced the yellow Freadbear plush as tears started to fall, why did that happen? Why should he suffer like that? These questions ringed in his head.
The door opened, he shifted his position to sit, looking at his mother, Margareth, entered the room. She was a tall woman, with curly ginger hair not too long, her sharp eyes were as green as moss, Margareth had a taste for fashion, as even her pajamas were styled to fit the current public preference.

She sat on the bed, beside the weeping kid, "Don't cry, you're a big boy, big boys don't cry." Her words, harsh, her voice, on the contrary, calm and soft, she looked at her kid, who was trying to wipe the never ending flood, said: "wipe those tears an get up, there won't be breakfast for you if you continue crying." Margareth got up and left the room, leaving Garrett on his own.

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The young boy walked through the corridor, his eyes were puffy and his nose, red, he took five minutes to change, the food was probably already cold. Garrett held a once yellow bear plush, in the form of Freadbear, a 'robot' his father made for entertainment, it was a scrapped plush desing, but he still loved it.
Once he reached the kitchen, he saw the mother cleaning used plates, she told him that "A boy at your age should manage his own life, go make your breakfast and clean the dishes after, don't leave anything dirty!".
After eating, Garrett sat on the sofa, reading a book placed on the side, but he didn't have to wait too long until the doorbell rang, echoing a loud sound throughout the house. "I'm going!" Said Garrett, closing the book almost entirely, leaving only his finger on it. The person that waited on the door was his teacher, James. James was an contracted teacher for Garrett to learn by home, their classes started at 9 am and ended 5 pm, so after the class was over,and James left, a black car was parked in the garage.

From the inside of the car left a tall European man, with short stylized dark brown hair, deep ocean blue eyes and a kind, but menacing smile plastered on his face. That was William, the crying child's father. After him, came a man, identical to the former, the only difference was the age, as William looked like in his mid thirty's, the second, Michael, was still a teenager. Michael carried a young girl, that was sleeping, she had short ginger hair, beautifully styled in a braid, and she wore a nice blue shirt with pink overalls.
William unlocked the door, and quickly caressed the kid's hair with so much passion, that it left the young boy's hair messy. Michael entered after, with a look of disdain stamped on his face, he quickly moved towards his room, one that the siblings shared, and put Elizabeth on the crib. After that, Mike picked up his foxy mask and left the room, to find that his brother wasn't there anymore.
Margareth entered the house, telling the eldest to go to freadbear's because William was waiting for him, she said that Elizabeth was on her care and they didn't have to worry.

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The pizzaria was not crowded this day, after all it was a Tuesday. Still, the loud music and children screams was too much, he didn't know why his father always made every birthday at that place, by now, even the pizza tasted dull. A touch in the microphone silenced everything with it's loud screech, causing tears to fall through Garrett's face. The speaker told it's message: " Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Freadbear's Family Diner, his is our o'clock presentation, now it's Seven post noon at the clock, and on stage we can see the star of the show, Freadbear and it's humble companion, BonBon! Everyone put your hands together for the band!". A round of applause was Garrett's worst nightmare (okay, not really, but you get my point.), so he quickly ran below the table, covering his ears as the tears soaked his collar. The noise stopped, but the water didn't, he continued weeping until a familiar masked face appeared from behind the cloth. Garrett was startled, what before was silent cries, now was accompanied with sound as the brother laughed. Mike pulled the weeping kid from below the table to his four friends (Jeremy Frederick,  Matthew and Sebastian), who joined the teasing. "Your brother is such a baby, Mike!" Said the one with a Freddy mask. "Fred is right, bro, isn't it his birthday or something, why he's down there?" The Chica mask said, looking at Michael. "Such a baby, tsk" Mike snorted, "I have an idea we should try, remember?" He smirked, looking at Fred. "Wh-what do you mean mi-Mike?"
"You'll see."

The cries of the kid were muffled by the animatronic mouth and covered by the laugh of the teens. Even though everyone saw, no one stopped, only an employee on the other side of the pizzaria ran towards the scene, though it wasn't enough, by the time he got there, a disgusting crunch sound echoed on the place, shutting Dow all noise, but the catchy happy music. The teeth deepened inside the soft skin, spilling blood around. Red liquid drowned the robot's system, causing it to break and burst, dropping oil around, now even the music stopped, so everyone could hear the sound of crushing bones. Mother's covered their kids faces for nothing, employees ran around trying to calm customers who were in so much shock that they passed out. Michael's knees trembled as he fell, the cries now were his, not his brother's. Two of his friends ran, leaving the grotesque scene behind. The Freddy masked friend, Frederick, was paralyzed, perplexed, he stared into the mouth, where part of the child's brain was sticking out, nausea struck him, Fred put his hands on his mouth, it did nothing other than get wet by the green thick liquid that left his mouth.
Commotion reached its peak when both the owners came, running. Henry dialed the emergency number on a phone at the wall, while William ran to the scene. "Da-dad, I didn't mean that to happen, i-it crushed when we put his head there, I don't know why..." He looked with rage towards his kid who's eyes were already red, and couldn't even breath. William opened his mouth to say something, just to close it after seeing guy who vomited. "Bloody hell, Jeremy. Don't puke on my place!" He took a napkin from his pocket and a bottle of water from his bag, cleaning the stain mark. The emergency truck arrived at the destination with loud siren noises, it wasn't too late, the kid had a chance of survival, knowing that the doctors suggested to put him on a coma.

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February 4 of 1983

It had been a month since Garrett was put on a coma, and by now only Michael and Jeremy came to see him, there weren't news of a possible survival, nor of any death, so the rest of the family didn't come, the other friends? Well, Mike and Jeremy never saw them again, probably moved cities or schools. The feeling of hope prevailed the two guys, as they thought of what to do when Garrett woke up. They had plans for a normal recovery, trying to be better people, but they also planned what to do if Garrett lost his memories, but nothing happened

March 4 of 1983

Another month gone by without news of recovery, the tough of death roamed the corners of the teens minds, this situation brought them together more than before, as they stayed hours, sometimes days at the hospital. This day wasn't any different, after leaving school, they ran to the bus stop and took the first that passed Garrett's hospital. They reached the destination quickly and, as usual, sat beside the bed, talking about the survival, but they wouldn't be able to see this outcome because around an hour after they got there, the heart signals started to straighten in the monitor, making an louder noise. Doctors entered the room, running, they took the two friends out, who now needed to sit on a sofa, waiting for news. The wait time wasn't long, because in around 30 minutes a nurse came, telling the news. "Miss Addison, tel me my brother is okay, please tell me he can survive!" Said Afton, already tearing down, but the woman only looked down, silent, Jeremy looked at her, his eyes widened at her reaction, as Michael crouched on the floor, creating a pool out of tears, the nurse than spoke "I'm sorry for your lost.".