I was glad the first and second Freddy Fazbear's Pizza were torn down. I heard rumors that cops discover children dieing there- from the animatronics. Who knew right? ALso, several nightguards there died there as well, from the animatronics. Why in the Hell would it be so not noticeable in the first place? I knew that paint on the walls was blood. I. Fucking. Knew. It. I wouldn't be fine with it if I had a child and I didn't know what was going on, but-pfft. I always have had my eye on those- things, but I never knew the number of people they killed. Even the second Freddy Fazbear's Pizza animatronics killed them. And The second one had a torn up mess named Mangle. It was supposed to be the second version of Foxy, but it looked more girlish and kid-like.
And to my surprise, the third Freddy Fazbear's Pizza was a mall called Freddy Fazbear's Mall! Well, now a place to get mind-fucked. I hope they tear it down soon enough, that place is creepy. Why add- a third. After all the murders and deaths at a children's restaurant. What is up with the owner of that place? Or, is there an owner?
I was sitting at a table outside of a restaurant called 'Dig In!' waiting for my lunch, as always, a cheeseburger and a small fry, when I saw the girl with the red and blue eyes. They're easy to spot. They are just like lasers. I looked at her and got up from my table still looking at her. I started walking to her location when she zipped around the corner, I then started running. I yelled, "Wait up! I want to talk to you!"
She was too fast for me and I let her go. I don't really want to talk to her anyway. So, I just went back to my table, where I was to see my food. Still hot, and that was good. I stuffed my face into the cheeseburger I ordered and I had cheese leaking onto my hands. It was so good. That's why I nearly each lunch here every day. I licked the cheese off of my hands and started eating some fries, dipping them in the ketchup.
I finished eating and left my money on the table for the waiter. I always leave a 2 dollar tip because I love their food. I then walked down the street, past the Freddy Fazbear's Mall, and went to my house across the street from it.
I reached into my back pocket and grabbed my keys. I unlocked my door and went inside. It was cool inside. Out of the warm weather into my little air-conditioned house. I thought about taking a nap, but I had some work to do. Oh, shit, speaking of work, I have a party in two weeks to go to. I'll have to clear out a spot in my schedule for that day. It's the 5th anniversary of my friends marriage. I could skip it, yeah, I can, but what if he get's upset I didn't come? Screw it, he'd pry understand anyway.
I plopped on my couch and turned on my TV. I started watching Marvel's: The Avengers and got caught into it. When the end credits hit, I looked at the time. Nine o'clock PM. I guess I should make some dinner… but what? I guess I could just make a can of Chef Boyardee and then got to bed. Yeah. Seems alright.
I put the spaghetti in the microwave, took it out, ate it, then went to bed.
"Good night me," I said.
