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JereMike: Puppet
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Continúa, Has publicado abr 09, 2015
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As a person who has different childhood than others, Jeremy, a young boy, learned what fake and force love is. Days turns to months, months turn to years. Years after years, his trust to others was long gone. His childhood happiness turned to anxiety and depression, something he wish he won't have.  

Everything was just normal, until his horrible past repeated: abuse. He decided to look for a job, to earn money and have a small rent house to live with, just away from the nightmares. During work, he met with a man that would either make his life better or worse. 

He thought he can trust him. He thought he'll learn love from him. He thought he was the right person. It was all a lie. 

((As you can see, it is a JereMike story so meh. Picture's from the rightful owner. Enjoy, I guess (?) :p ))
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You are (Y/N) (L/N), a girl around the age of 18-19. In needs of money, she decides to get a job as a security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Not knowing what would happen. (Warning: This book contains cuss words, so if you don't want to see any bad words, I suggest you leave.) More info on (Y/N): All I can say is, Not-One-Of-Those-Cliché-Girls. FNAF is dead, I know but whatever. Started: 7-19-18 Ended: 4-23-20