My Tale..

My Death..

It was an ordinary day at the pizzeria..
Springtrap was leading me to the back room..
We fell for it..
The Unknown Rabbit lured us into his trap.
But it wasn't a rabbit.
An imposter took my life away..
I scream as the knives jet through our chests... No one.. No one there to help..
My dead body lay limp on the ground, lifeless.
Until the first child came..
He stuffed me into my suit..
We are forced to sing the same old songs..
We are trapped.. We are lonely..
We have no one to play with except ourselves...
I am alone...
I malfunction daily..
I leak blood and mucus..
I have the horrible stench of blood and rotten corpses...
My parents worry about us to this day..
My siblings too...
We miss our families..
But..I have to move on..
I have heard that my parents cry themselves to sleep...
I will miss them..
My soul is are trapped..
I will never be free..
My brothers and sisters still come here.. Looking for me... Even though they know I won't be alive..
"It's me!" I say to them when they pass... They just scatter.. Like they blame the animatronic outside me for my death...
One of my brothers was the nightguard... I let him go.. I tried to tell him it was me.. He just screamed...
We all wish to see our families again..
They believe I won't come back.. I did..
I think about them until it's 12am.
I see the nightguard dancing when he survives the night..
Purple Guy sees helpless a soul, roaming through the night..
He treats us as if we work for him.. We don't.. We work for ourselves.. Our souls..
I wish this terrible event never happened.. I wish I could go back in time to erase the existance of Purple Guy..
I wouldn't have been trapped..
When I was a human, I was free..
But someone had to take that away from me..
We have revenge on Purple Guy...
But it isn't enough..
We thought our souls will be free...
They won't.
I will never rest in peace..
We roam the pizzeria every night..
Searching for entertainment..
The only source is killing the nightguard..
We thought this concept would free us...
It will never work..
Although we keep trying...
I hope.. We hope.. We will be free..
We will never see the light of day again...
We will only see the roof of the pizzeria.. Not the sunlight..
We beg for someone who understands..
The only people who understand are amongst ourselves..
Now we are stuck here... Decaying..