Well, to begin with.. I was getting to that age.. you know, when you get old and responsible for getting ur own house, life, and even a full time job. So my mom told me there was a night shift job down in Washington D.C So I then quickly asked, "What's it called? How do you sign up?" She told me the job was a resturant an that the name of it was called, "Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria". Then I said confusingly, "Wait.. a resturant? A pizzeria..? Umm.. why do they need a night shifter for a resturant??" She looked puzzled as well. But so on forth, the next morning I picked up my mom and we headed to the strange resturant we had researched the other day. It took quite a few hours so we took turns driving. Finally, we arrived and guess what? I didn't even have to ask or sign up for an application. As soon as we walked in, a cashier was at the door and was pleading us to be the night guards. But my mom had a job at BayFord (a car sale store) so I had told the cashier she had a job, although I could join. The cashier had great fear in his eyes and thanked me, as in he fell on his knees and said "wow young lady,.. are you sure your up for this? I mean, ahem no need to change your mind. Anyway, your shift starts tomorrow at 12: 00 p.m. you'd better have make it little lady.. you wouldn't want Mr. Purple Guy to get angry, now do you?" I was confused and wondered who 'Mr. Purple Guy' is.. so I just had to ask. "Im sorry, who's Mr. Purple Guy?" He looked irritated. "Look lady, I don't have time. Good evening." Me and my mom were both dumbfounded. We hopped in the car then I suddenly asked shockingly to my mom, "um mom? Are job applications always like that?? I mean, he told me I was able to confirm and he told me somewhat the time it starts but not when it ends. And why I am starting it so early?" My mom looked shocked and said, "in not for sure, but that wasn't normal... especially how that cashier guy acted.." I agreed completely.
I STARTED MY NEW JOB..
Well, first things first, I had to move into an apartment close to the resturant so I wouldn't be late. My mom and some moving men helped me out. Guess what? It was 11:43 p.m! I had 17 minutes to get ready and head out the door. Later on 14 minutes pasted by, then I finally pulled in the parking lot and ran inside. The man was at the door, once again looking sad and paralized. He then looked and scowled at me and said "You were almost 3 minutes late.." I then frowned and said, "im so sorry I'll be here 20 minutes faster. I apaligise." He still looked like he was going to attack me. He then remained silent and walked into a door that said, 'Parts & Service'. He motioned me with his hand to stay where I was, so I listened. It was almost 12: 30 p.my and he wasn't back. I started to hear muffled screaming from that very room.. I went to the front Office and there sat a tall woman working on sheets of paper. She told me to exit the room then I tried to tell her what I had heard but she refused to listen to me and chased me out.
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Night Guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria?
HorrorI find myself working as a risked night guard at Freddy fazbears pizzaria where animatronics roam around and come alive at night and become evil and active. Will I survive? Find out!
