4#Fredbear.
The school bus pulled over on the right side of the road where Fort Collins Middle School was, letting out a hiss as it did, it's two doors opened, and the kids rushed off the bus and ran toward the school, all of them being ages 10 to 12.
Tyler ran off the bus-being the last kid to get off, his green backpack on, his green backpack on, and rushed toward the school, and the bus's doors closed and it drove off with a hiss. Tyler soon froze in his tracks with shock and disbelief. What he saw up ahead made his blood run cold and his bones freeze like ice. Up ahead of him, he saw a Fredbear plush-toy sitting on the ground. A golden Fredbear plush-toy. A sitting-down golden Fredbear plush-toy. He hadn't seen one of those since...since that night in '83. It had black eyes with white pupils, a pale purple bow-tie and a pale purple top hat. Just like the one Evan use to carry around with him all the time and had it with him at the diner that night. But that couldn't be the same one...could it? Oh, sure. A plush-toy bear he hadn't seen in 11 months, belonging to his dead best friend, followed him and his Mom here to Colorado just to show up here at his school? Yeah, that could happen. In a cartoon, perhaps, but not in the real world.
Tyler rubbed his eyes with both fists, then looked at the plush-toy again. But there was nothing there. He guessed it was just his imagination running away with him. The 10-year old brown-haired boy resumed running towards the school building.
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