Scraped and forgotten

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I couldn't sleep, I had nightmares about the mangle every time I tried to. Jeremy made it through his surgery, but they still didn't know if he would recover.

They were going to close Freddy's, I was a bit sad. But I still hated the place, I had realized how scary the animatronics were and I know there's a pretty nasty story behind it. I don't know the details but there was something about 5 missing children. Maybe mangle was haunted. That thought scared me even more.

About 4 weeks after the bite, Jeremy himself called me. I was so worried when he did not call or say anything. He was apparently recovering from the bite, even though he lost a piece of his brain. He told me that we have to meet and he have to tell me something.
We were going to meet at a café the next day.

When I first saw him he looked about the same, but with with a bandage on his head. He looked tired and worried. He also hade some smaller cuts on his cheek, I think he got those when he tried to get rid of mangle.
He wasn't completely healthy after the incident, he had for example had a minor memory loss ( mostly of his childhood, which I found very sad ), I also think he had gotten anxiety or panic attacks and he had also problems with controlling his feelings. He always had a headache to he told me and the pain killers didn't work.
- I have to tell you something, Jeremy said.
-What? I said, he looked very worried.
- You have to make sure that they never ever open that place again! He said with a worried voice.
- I'll try, but they are already talking about opening a new one with new animatronics!
- no no no no! He almost screamed!
Everybody at the café stared at us...
- Jeremy calm down!
- so many people have died at Freddy's please no more! I know about all of it what they did, what the animatronics did! This company have killed enough, you have to stop it!
- okay I will, take it easy, I want to but I don't know if I should mess with them, you know if their killers and stuff! I said.

Me and Jeremy talked for about 3 hours at the café. He told me all the things he knew about the marionette, the old animatronics and the missing children.
I was determined to close that damn place down for good!
I talked to my boss the next day and somehow managed to convince him to scrap the animatronics, he agreed that the are definitely a danger to everyone.

So a week after that we all said good bye to toy Chica, toy Bonnie, toy Freddy and the mangle ( by the way they never cleaned it up after it bit Jeremy, so it smelled of rotten flesh and had old dried blood on it). The marionette, wasn't there ,it was gone, my boss told me it was stolen. I asked him if they weren't going to scrap the old ones to, but he said: absolutely not! We want to keep them for the future of course! No I thought, if Jeremy was right, it was the old ones who were haunted not the new ones even though they were not really safe and working well.

The coming years of my life I spent trying to stop them from opening, but eventually I forgot. I found a man to marry and we had kids. But then recently I just started to think about that day all those years ago, they now refer to it as "the bite of 87". It's actually have become a local ghost story. I search the name "Jeremy Fitzgerald" on my computer and found 3 articles one named: 26 year old Jeremy victim of a animatronic at local pizzeria.
Second one: Freddy fazbear's pizza closed
And third one: 33 year old Jeremy Fitzgerald found dead.
Oh shit! No he can't be. No no no!! I read it:

"33 year old Jeremy was found dead this afternoon in his apartment. The police says suicide is most likely the cause of death. Friends and family said that he had been very depressed since a work related accident. Were he lost a piece of his frontal lobe. According to the police he died 18 of March 1993

I was completely chocked! Why! After that I searched Freddy fazbear's pizza's grand reopening! And I was terrified of what I found: the news article said:

Come and visit the new and improved Freddy fazbear's pizza for joy and happiness! Opens first at 18 of March this year 1993!

What the fuck! I was so scared. After that I never talked to any one about it and I remained silence about it. But in the inside I was screaming....

Save him......

Save them....

You can't.....


The end
Written by me, Selma
I would really want some response, if you would want to write a comment!
Thanks for reading! Bye!

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