Freddy Fazbear's Pizza… where fantasy and fun come to life. At least the kids have fun. Freddy, Chica and Bonnie are the main three… but me… I'm just in the back with only the toddlers. They take me apart and put me back together again. That's my life. My name you ask? My name is Mangle. No one know my gender anymore. Ther just call me an 'it' instead. Freddy and the other two say that they understand my pain… BUT THEY DON'T! NO ONE DOES! NO ONE UNDERSTANDS WHAT I GO THROUGH EVERYDAY!

Monday 30th July 1982.

"Mangle? Mangle!" came a voice snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I asked looking up to the owner of the voice.

"Hi!" said who I now knew as Balloon Boy.

"Oh, hi BB" I said looking back down at the floor.

"Are you going to get the new security guard?" he asked.

"No." I replied, "I don't like going after them."

"Why?" he asked.

"I JUST DON'T!" I snapped looking up at him.

Balloon Boy jumped then took a few steps back.

"S-sorry for snapping at you like that. I-I didn't mean to." I said.

Balloon Boy just turned around and ran away.

"Maybe I should go and see what the night guard looks like." I whispered to myself.

"You really should," said a voice, "and kill him while you're there."

I looked towards the entrance of Kid's Cove and saw The Puppet standing there.

"I'm not killing him." I said.

"You traitor!" he said

I took no notice of his words.

"You should've died." I heard him mumble as he left.

"He's kind of a dick isn't he." I heard a voice that I did not recognize say.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Jeremy. The new night guard." Jeremy replied.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"Right here." he replied.

I looked over at the entrance and saw him standing there with the Freddy Fazbear head on and he was holding the security tablet and a flash light.

"W-why are you here?" I asked confused.

"You haven't moved all night." he replied, "so I was worried."

"Y-you were worried… about me?" I asked, "In a good way or a bad way?"

"A good way." he replied "I'm worried about your health and well being."

I would have shed a tear if I could.

"Why?" I asked.

"Every time that I've walked passed the place I saw you through the window and what happens to you and well… I can kinda feel how you feel. No one knows what you've gone through. The same happened to me… in a way," he said.

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded.

"How?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Well, my parents died when I was ten… and I took it really hard. I stopped talking all together. Until I got over it about a month later." he said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Oh." I said looking down a bit.

"It was a tragedy but… I stopped living in the past and I'm now looking into the future." he said.

Then the morning bell went off signalling that it was six and the end of Jeremy's shift

"I hope to see you again tonight so we can talk again." I said.

"You will." he said smiling and left.