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Rated: 18+ · Draft · Horror/Scary · #2118897

It's based off of Purple Guy's story. It's a draft so far.

This is a daft before you read what I have below. I'm still editing the book on Storiescity.com so there isn't much here to read because it's the first part.




The Guard's Tragic Life

         As I sit here alone, I start to think about what I done in life. I missed up my life so much; my job, I lost my lover. As I sit here all memories came flooding back. I canĀ“t let these memories get to me. I donĀ“t want to remember them. It use to give me pleasure, but now they just give me pain and nightmares. I got up to pour more of my drink into my glass. I wonder If I have to tell myself the same old story, just to get it out of my head. I stared at my glass, I thought I saw one of the animatronicsĀ“ eyes in my drink. I havenĀ“t suffered enough in their eyes.
I stared at my glass some more, there“s nothing but eyes staring back at me. "Uh... When will they leave. I been through enough." The eyes blink at me. "Listen you, kids, it“s over. It was over when they tore down the building and you found the rest of yourselves. You can“t keep following me around, what else do you want from me? I“m just...a man." The eyes blinked again. I better tell myself the old story before the hangover comes along. I sighed, "As long it keeps them from following me and ruining anymore of my life." I looked up and I saw the kids as they were back then. It somewhat put a sly smile on my face, I got to see my brothers and sisters. I saw them sit in the chairs at the table wanting to hear the same tragedy all over again. I might as well start the story.
"I“ll start from beginning. I just gotten degree in machinery and I was looking for a job. I heard that this new opened pizza restaurant, I learned that the only left open was the guard. It didn“t mind me as much, I just sat in a room watching old televisions if I was in the back room. I was mostly out in the area watching and talking to others. The job as alright, as long as it helps pays the bills. While working I met a woman with little sister. We talked every time she came to pizza restaurant. Well things lead to another, and I fell in love.
Despite I was in love, my boss wanted to see me in his office to talk about some new ideas for business." I spoke to myself and to the young children that were staring at me.
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