The Victims of Moving On [A FNAF Fanfiction]
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Ongoing, First published Oct 10, 2023
Mature
You used to live down the street from the pizzeria as a child. You started imagining things that were happening there and decided to stop going. Between the nightmares of the animatronics attacking you and children dying there, your family moved you away to your grandparents for the rest of your childhood. You came back after graduating from a two-year college using a friend's funeral as a way to escape from your abusive partner. You've changed your look, your name, and left behind all of your possessions to hopefully start anew. What you didn't expect was to find out that your nightmares, weren't nightmares at all. And the worst part? They don't remember.
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