I'm starting to get a little worried. All of this crap going on in my mind... It just scares me.
It's 7:30am and more kids are rushing in. I just put a smile on my face and said my lines.
"Hi KiDs!" And "lEtS plAy!"
Those are the only lines I can say. If I say anything else, they'll scrap me.
After the kids left, I made my way to the Pirate's cove, but somebody pulled my endoskeleton leg and I fell to the ground.
A baseball bat whacked me in the face a few times, and I became unconscious.
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Forgotten and Lost: A Five Nights at Freddy's Story
أدب الهواةMangle. The one who was ripped apart, torn away, and hidden in the shadows. Follow Mangle in her story. Her daily life. As scary as it is for her, explore her world through love and horror.
