17 years ago. It had been 17 years since I had last had a true best friend. Now, I was 23 years old, and still alone. I didn't have any friends, and I hadn't had any since I was 6 years old. That was when I knew Summer. We were inseparable, two peas in a pod, best friends forever. That is, until my 6th birthday party. The party took place at Freddy Fazbear's family Pizzeria, our favorite hangout. It took a lot of begging to get my parents to schedule a party there, but it was worth it, at least for a little while. We were hanging out by the animatronics on the stage, and discussing who our favorite was. Mine was Bonnie the bunny, the guitarist of Freddy's band. Summer's was Freddy Fazbear, the main animatronic. We were in the middle of arguing over which animatronic was better when a yellow colored Freddy came over to us.
"Hello, young ladies. It's me, Freddy, and I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and I am happy to hear that you," he said, and then tapped Summer on the head, "You think that I'm the best of them all! I'm happy to tell you that I'm inviting all of my biggest fans to join me in the back room for a party!"
"I love parties! May I come, Freddy? Please, may I come?" I had asked eagerly, but was unhappy when I heard his reply.
"I'm sorry, but only Freddy's biggest fans can come to the party. After all, you're Bonnie's biggest fan. Aren't you? I'm sure that Bonnie will have his party soon, and I'll make sure to tell him that you need to be the first one on the guest list!" He told me, and walked away with Summer.
I hung my head and walked away from the stage, all alone. I was angry at Summer, probably because I needed someone to blame for me having to spend the rest of my birthday party alone. If only I had known that if I had gone to that "party", I would have died on my 6th birthday. If only I had known, and I would have warned Summer to not go with the man in the yellow Freddy Fazbear suit.
Unfortunately, I didn't have a suspicion about the yellow Freddy, and I simply played arcade games, keeping my eye on the door to the back room, waiting for Summer to emerge. She never did. Eventually, my party ended, but Summer still hadn't left that room. Her parents couldn't find her either. Eventually, they told an employee about their missing daughter. Apparently, four other children had gone missing at the same time as Summer. I wanted to stay and find out where Summer was, but my parents made me go home. I never found out directly, but I overheard my parents listening to the news when I went to get a glass of water in the middle of the night.
"Breaking news! Five children went missing at popular family pizza restaurant, Freddy Fazbear's, earlier today. Sources say that they were lured to the back room of the establishment by a man in a mascot costume, who promised them a special party. Police are still searching for the suspect, and the children have still not been found," the lady on the news said. She went on to talk about the weather, but I had already stopped listening. I ran back to my room and threw myself on my bed. As soon as my face hit the pillow, I burst into tears. I must have cried for a long time, because I cried myself to sleep.
The next morning, I was up extra early. I snuck into the hallway, and peered into the living room. Once again, my parents were watching the news.
"Early this morning, police caught the suspect of a missing children incident at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria that took place last night. He has been placed in jail, but the five missing children have not been found," then, five pictures of five children showed up on the screen. I recognized one of them instantly, Summer. I felt sick to my stomach when I saw that image, and I still feel sick when I think of it.
That was 17 years ago, and it's time for me to face my fear. I've always had a suspicion as to what happened to those five children, and it's time for me to find out. Tomorrow, I begin working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza as a day shift security guard. I will find Summer, and let her know how sorry I am that I didn't try and stop her from following that man in the mascot costume. She will be there, I know it…