Rose's P.O.V.
I sit in the musty rocking chair. Thinking about those ten long years ago. I have told no living soul of what happened, not even my husband and my young children.
They shouldn't know.
I sit and think about that day, that horrible, horrible day.
The bodies were never found.
Never.
I remember the police, searching for the young children.
They never found them.
Then, a pre-teen girl, similar to the young girl who was missing. The pre-teen girl burst through the police tape, but was held back.
Her tears flooded the floor with old memories.
Winter Wednesdays, Spring Sundays, Summer Saturdays, Fall Fridays.
I held the girl's hand as she cried, the girl tried to reach out to her sister, but never made it.
I never saw the girl again.
Never.
Never.
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Broken (Sequel to Blood on the Wall: A Five Night's at Freddy's FanFiction)
Fanfictioni_luv_roses I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 12 SORRY IT'S TERRIBLE!
