FNAF - Forgotten (NEW)

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   I got to the other side way before him. My car was parked always beside of the huge airway, because nobody ever went that way, and nobody could ever know I existed. I'm perfectly fine living like this. It may not really be "living" as a human, but after what happened, I don't think anyone could live like a human. After the more than one what happened. I don't want to think about it, but It always comes to mind, and I flush it out with another just as hurting thought. It's not easy going through life, and saying "It'll get better" is a lie to me, It never gets better, just worst. I'm brainwashed by this place, and I'm not at the same time. I feel pain from this job, but I don't hurt. I want to quit, but I don't. I can't. Then, as I was thinking, I heard thunk and seen a little boy hit the floor in front of my feet. I picked him up by one arm and forcefully threw him in my car. I can't think of my actions, and I can't choose them, and it's all because of this job. I've been working so long for them, I've started to act like the animatronics, and they've started acting like me. I'm deadly, they're deadly. I don't want to be deadly, and they.. I don't know what they want. They're unpredictable clumps of metal stuck in the shape of a happy, silly, fun-time animal!

 But that's the opposite of what they are. Deep inside of them, they're cold, just like their metal, just like their past, just like me. I quickly shut the car door with one swift motion, and when it shut it shut with a loud slam. I walked around to the trunk and popped it open. There was my supply of knives, overly large duffle bags, 2 pistols, cake mix and some icing that I could top the cake off with later, and some sprinkles to go along with it as well, there was some rope, there was some duct tape, two mask; one a suit mask, and one a mask to cover my mouth, and there was also some simple things like drinks and saltines. The drinks were several months old and the saltines were stale. I never have the chance to replace them. I work long nights and I barely ever leave this place. This has been the first time I've been outside in weeks. Or months. I grabbed the rope and duct tape and went back to the door where the kid was sitting. He back away but I caught his arm and I pulled him back to the open door. I held him down and took a bit off duct tape off of the roll, it zipped with each tug. His arm tugged at mine, trying to get it away from his mouth. Once his mouth was covered, I took the rope and tied him up as tight as the rope could go so he wouldn't squirm out of it. He struggled as hard as he could but he was restrained by the ropes. I went to the front and opened the door, ducked in, sat down, and started the car. It sputtered and took a couple of revs to get it to power up and when It did start it roared loudly.