Five nights at Freddy's is a fuck story

The first time I saw a Five Nights at Freddy's (FNAF) video, I thought it was stupid. I clicked the video, thinking that I would laugh at some guy running away from a child molesting bear, and I didn’t expect the jump scare that I got at the end of the short trailer. After the scare, I decided that FNAF was weakest jump scare I had ever received. It didn’t even scare me. I clicked to the moving away from the game, but I was wrong to think that FNAF was the weakest jump scare. After that video, I thought that FNAF was stupid. That was until I discovered Survival Horror. Survival Horror games are stupid to me. They don’t make sense. In a survival horror game, you see an enemy, and you run away. One thing that you don’t do is turn off the lights. If you turn off the lights in Amnesia, you are a dead man. In Amnesia, monsters roam the world you are in, and you have to run into the dark in order to not get caught and killed. There is a problem though: the monsters can see in the dark, but you can’t. You are screwed. This is the same in Outlast. In this type of game, you have to hide from the monsters. If you don’t, you die. In Amnesia, you hide in closets or behind walls of stone. In Outlast, you hide in lockers or under beds. The only problem is that you do not have flash-light. In both the games that I mentioned, your light of choice is attached to you. It is not a flashlight that you can turn off. It is attached to you, and you can’t turn it off. If you don’t have light, then you can’t see. You are a dead man. I don’t understand why light is the end of you in these games. Light should be what is good. If you don’t have light, you can’t see. If you don’t have light, you can’t do anything. If you don’t have light, then you should be dead. That should be the premise of every survival horror game. I continued to watch FNAF videos, and I thought that this game was better than Amnesia and Outlast. You didn’t need to run away from the monsters. You could trap them. You could trap them and kill them. This was the best survival horror that I had played, and I loved it. I even got a plush of the yellow bear. I named him Fred. Fred was everywhere. He was my survive buddy. He sat on my desk while I played survival horror games. I loved him. He was my guard. I thought that he watched over me while I slept. I even had a dream about him one night. That night of sleep, I had a dream that I was playing FNAF. In my dream, I was the security guard who protected the restaurant. I guarded the doors, the cameras, the lights, and even the vents. I make sure that no one gets in. No one kills me. In my dream, I saw the bear, but he didn’t scare me. I pressed the button to close the door, and he couldn’t get in. I turned on the light, and he jumped back. He ran away, and I watched him go through the cameras. I saw him kill kids, and he scared me. He came back through the camera, and I pressed the button. He couldn’t get in. I protected the restaurant. I was the best security guard. The next night, I didn’t dream of the restaurant. I didn’t dream of the bear. I just dreamed. I dreamed of light. In my dream, I was in a forest. The forest was dark, and so I lit a fire. The fire lit up the whole forest, and I could see everything. I saw animals, plants, and even people. In my dream, I thought it was weird to see people, but I didn’t care. I walked through the forest, and I saw a girl. She was walking alone, and so I walked with her. She looked happy. She danced behind me, and I felt happy too. She saw the fire, and she smiled. “What is that?” she asked. “It’s my light,” I said moving closer to the light. “But why do you need that?” she asked. “What do you mean?” I asked. “I don’t see the point of it. It’s not helping you. You can see everything without it,” she said. “I know, but it makes me feel safe,” I said. She looked confused, and so I continued to explain. “If I don’t have light, then I can’t see. If I don’t have light, then I can’t do anything. If I don’t have light, then I should be dead. That should be the premise of every survival horror game,” I said. I looked over at her, and she was gone. I was alone. I looked at the fire and walked away. I walked away, and I just wandered the forest. For some reason, I didn’t need the light. I just knew that it was there for me. It would always be there for me. I wandered the forest for a long time. I walked for hours, and I saw nothing. It was boring. I was bored, and so I stopped. I sat on a rock, and then I just sat. I didn’t look at anything. I just sat. Then I saw Fred. Fred was walking towards me. He looked happy. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He waved at me, and I waved back. Then I saw the other animals. They were all walking towards me. They all looked happy. They were all smiling at me, but I didn’t care. I had Fred. They all walked up to me, and then they started dancing. They were spinning around me, and they were yelling at me. They were yelling Fred’s name, and they were doing it over and over again. I stood up, and Fred grabbed my hand. They stopped yelling, and they all started walking. They walked away, and I followed. Fred was holding my hand, and I followed him. I don’t know where I was going, but Fred was taking me there. I woke up from the dream, and I felt weird. The dream was weird, and so I forgot about it. I didn’t think about it anymore. Then my dad came into my room. “Hey,” he said. “How’s it going?” “It’s going,” I said. “Good,” he said. “I just wanted to give you something. It’s your birthday tomorrow, so I thought we would celebrate today.” I looked at him, and he was holding something. It was a big box, and so I was excited. “What is it?” I asked. “Just something.” “Is it FNAF 3?” “No, it’s not FNAF 3,” he said. “Is it the FNAF 3 trailer?” “No.” “Is it the trailer’s release date?” “No.” I looked at him, and he looked happy. “Is it a FNAF cake?” “No.” “Is it a FNAF party?” “Yes.” “What? Is it a FNAF party?” “Yes,” he said. “Yes?” I asked. “Yes, it is a FNAF party,” he said. “Here.” He threw the box at me. I caught the box, and I ripped it open. It was a FNAF party decoration box. It had balloons and streamers. It had even costumes. I didn’t care about any of those things. I cared about the tickets. The tickets that were for the FNAF party. I looked inside the box, and I couldn’t find any. “Were is my tickets?” I asked. “What tickets.” “The tickets for the party.” “I didn’t get you any.” I looked at him, and he looked sad. “Why not?” I asked. “It’s not safe.” I looked at him, confused. It was an 8th birthday party. How wasn’t it safe? “Why isn’t it safe?” I asked. “The restaurant.” That’s all he needed to say. He didn’t need to say anything else. I knew what he was talking about. I knew what restaurant he was talking about. Fred’s restaurant. “No,” I said. “Yes.” “No.” “Listen-” “No,” I said. “I don’t care. I will still go.” “No.” “I don’t care.” “No.” “I want to go.” “Yes.” “Yes?” I asked. “Yes, you can go,” he said. “Yes, I can go?” “Yes.” “Yes, I can go to the party?” “Yes.” “Yes, I can go to Fred’s party?” “Yes,” he said. “But don’t go in the vents.” I smiled, and I stood up. I walked out of the room, and he followed me. I grabbed my car keys, and I walked to the car. He didn’t say anything as we got in the car. He didn’t say anything as we drove to the restaurant. He didn’t say anything when we got there. The restaurant was beautiful. It was full of kids, and so I was excited. I walked inside, and I saw Fred. He was sitting on the table, and he looked happy. I waved at him, and he waved back. I walked towards him, and then I tripped. I fell on the ground, and I saw something. It was a sign. It said something. “Don’t go in the vents.” I looked around, and no one had noticed. I stood up, and I grabbed Fred. He looked happy, and so I smiled. He smiled back,

Five nights at Freddy's is a fuck story

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