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I was lost and was afraid I believed all of their lies I believed that I was safe And that I would never die Now I'm all alone I've been hiding in the dark I just want to go home But my deeds send me too far All stay strong We live eternally All is well in the Afton family Lives, they fell to pure insanity All is hell in the Afton family I never did go near 'Cause I know just what I saw Yet on a day of joy My life ended to their flaws Now I'm all alone Fighting monsters in the dark I wish that I could live But I fear I've gone too far All stay strong We live eternally All is well in the Afton family Lives, they fell to pure insanity All is hell in the Afton family I often do pretend Can't you see I'm broken down I wish this were the end But continue on I vow

Now I'm all alone I'm still hiding in the dark As saddened souls, we roam We can only go so far All stay strong We live eternally All is well in the Afton family Lives, they fell to pure insanity All is hell in the Afton family Always begging please Yet the outcome I would dread I've fallen to my knees Let my pride get to my head Now I'm all alone Hearing whispers in the dark I wander through the past Seeing memories afar All stay strong We live eternally All is well in the Afton family Lives, they fell to pure insanity All is hell in the Afton family

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There is a legend A legend born long ago About a wicked A wicked man no one knows Went and unraveled Six innocent little souls The souls found bodies The bodies started to move Some say they still walk Walk the halls staying from view I got a secret That I am here to tell you That place is this very place And all the stories are true This world's a scary place We're not monsters, just changed Bigger hands for grabbing ahold We were lost to foul play But we got an upgrade Lots more teeth for eating you whole Here comes another chapter Your heart is beating faster Cause you're the one we're after Five Nights at Freddy's 4 Thank you for bringing us home We were just like you Like you just playing a game That's when the wicked Wicked man led us astray Without a warning

Wicked man led us astray Without a warning Our lives have been rearranged As for our story The story's not over yet There's still one secret One secret left to be said Tonight when you are Safely tucked into your bed Close all the doors that you want We're already in your head This world's a scary place We're not monsters, just changed Bigger hands for grabing ahold We were lost to foul play But we got an upgrade Lots more teeth for eating you whole Here comes another chapter Your heart is beating faster Cause your the one we're after Five Nights at Freddy's 4 Thank you for bringing us home Thank you for bringing us home Here comes another chapter Your heart is beating faster Cause your the one we're after Five Nights at Freddy's 4 Thank you for bringing us home Thank you for bringing us home Thank you for bringing us home Thank you for bringing us home

to drape me with a picnic cloth, to which I asked him, I said "Friend, what - what are you doing?" He looked at me... very concerned, really. "I feel like you've gotten too much sun." Indeed, heh. Indeed I had. He proceeded to pour me a glass of... just... ice-cold lemonade... Ooh. Ever mix it with iced tea? I do like... little half-lemonade half-...oh, it's so - you should try it someti- oh, wait. You can't because you're dead. But, anyways... So you may be asking yourself, "How did I go from sitting by the falls to drinking lemonade, to being wedged in the air duct? Not only with Orville, but with an entire assortment of fruity colored friends." Well, there's.. uh.. There's really no good answer to that, but perhaps I've met a demise of my own at some point, and this is my afterlife or my dream - whatever it might be. I honestly don't know... Or... Maybe it doesn't mean anything at all. Maybe it doesn't mean anything at all.

Ah... It seems that your journey has ended. Very sorry about that - It was always going to end this way, of course. If it weren't by me, it would've just been by some other.. y'know, terrible thing just... You could not imagine how terrible it would be. Just... I get scared thinking about it! Glad it's not me. Reminds me of a.. of a time I was speaking to my good friend Orville. We were... we were sitting on a park bench watching the pigeons. I was on the left, he was on the... oh wait. Was I on the right?.. or left? Anyways, it doesn't matter. We were sitting on there, watching the pigeons, and I.. uh.. I said to Orville: "Friend, those birds are frozen!" He... kinda looked at me like I'd lost my mind. But I reminded him that it was winter, y'know? And often birds will sit in a tree until they'd freeze... Then they'd, they'd, you know, sort of fall to the ground until the sun warms up, an- and they can, y'know, move around again. So I said to Orville "You'd might as well save those breadcrumbs

until the birds thaw, because they can't very well enjoy them in the condition they're in." To which he asked what I meant, and asking what condition the crumbs should be in before he threw them to the birds, assuming that I had meant the birds couldn't enjoy the breadcrumbs in the condition that the crumbs were in, when in fact I had meant the birds couldn't enjoy them in the condition that the birds were in, considering the birds were frozen, y'know? So he took a moment and then threw his last handful onto the ground. I said to him "Orville, why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when I just told you they're frozen?" To which he responded "The breadcrumbs are not frozen," again misunderstanding my words. I didn't mean to say that the breadcrumbs were frozen when I told you they're frozen. I've been referring to the birds. You know, in hindsight, what I - what I should've said was - and this would make perfect sense: "Why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when the birds are

frozen?" To which he responded "The breadcrumbs are not frozen," again misunderstanding my words. I didn't mean to say that the breadcrumbs were frozen when I told you they're frozen. I've been referring to the birds. You know, in hindsight, what I - what I should've said was - and this would make perfect sense: "Why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when the birds are frozen?" He misunderstood upon my correction, stating that he didn't know what else to do with the breadcrumbs, and that perhaps, y'know, when the birds thawed they'd still be able to eat the crumbs. So I...I..I said to Orville - I said - This is what I said to him - I said: "Orville, the birds may be dead."

My friend, you have met a terrible, terrible demise. But, I, uh, y'know, I - I - I don't feel too bad about it. After all, if it weren't for me it would've just been from someone else, y'know? I guess what I'm trying to say is life - life goes on. Well... Well for everyone else life goes on. Not - not for you.. uh.. You're dead. That's neither here nor there. It reminds me of one summer day in the park. I was having just a delightful picnic with my good friend Orville, and I said to him - I said "Orville, I-I have a story." And he said to me "What's the significance of the story?" and... I said to him "O-Orville, not every story has to have significance, y'know? Sometimes, uh, y'know, sometimes a story is just a story. You try to read into every little thing and find meaning in everything anyone says you'll just drive yourself crazy. Had a friend do it once - Wasn't pretty. We talked about it for years. And not only that, but you'll likely end up believing something you shouldn't believe, thinking

something you shouldn't think, o-or assuming something you shouldn't assume, y'know?" Sometimes I said "A story is-is just a story, so just be quiet for one second in life and eat your sandwich, okay?" Of course, it was only then I realized I'd made sandwiches. Poor Orville was... having such difficulty eating it. Elephants have those clumsy hands, y'know? Actually, I-I suppose that's the problem. They don't have hands at all, do they? The-they're all feet! An-I-I couldn't imagine someone asking me to eat a sandwich with my feet. Now, if I recall correctly there was a bakery nearby. I said to him, "Orville, let me go get you some rye bread." Now, I-I'm unsure if elephants enjoy rye bread, but I assure you that Orville does. Now this was on a Tuesday, which was good because rye bread was always fresh on Tuesday. They made sourdough bread on Monday, and threw it out Wednesday... or rather they sold it at a discount for people wanting to feed the ducks, and probably at the end of the day fi

they threw it all out - I don't recall. I do remember a man who would bring his son to the bakery every Wednesday and go feed the ducks. He would buy all of the sourdough bread. Of course, y'know, you're not supposed to feed the ducks sourdough bread at all. It swells up in their stomach and then they all die. At, uh.. at least... at least that's what I've heard. Y'know I-I never saw any ducks die myself, but I did notice a substantial decrease in the duck population over the course of a few years. I just never thought to stop the man and tell him that he was killing the ducks by feeding them sourdough bread! And if you want my opinion on the matter, heh - and I told Orville this as well - "If you wanna feed ducks, or birds, or any kind for that matter, it's best to buy seed." I mean, when you think about it, breads of any sort don't occur in nature. They don't grow on trees, or spring up from the bushes. I don't think birds know what to do with bread. What was I saying? Oh-oh, yes yes. So I

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bought Orville some rye bread. What a fine day it was.

was it good 👀

yall deadass finna IGNORE my willy wonka x reader fanfic

(Yandere!) Willy Wonka X Reader: 💛 My Golden Ticket 💛 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One day, Willy Wonka showed up on my doorstep, and knocked. Tap... tap... Tap… “Y/N, are you home? I’ve brought you some food for the winter... I hope you’re here.“ “Oh, Mr. Wonka! I’m here, would you like to come inside for a cup of tea?” I said. “Oh, if you must insist. I’m coming in.” he answered. “Alright, now where shall I sit? Also, your home is adorable. It smells like chocolate! Much like the chocolate from my factory.” “It is Mr. Wonka! People make them into scented candles, and as you can see I have purchased them. Oh, how it brings back the memories…” I said, with a sigh. “Here are your wonderful food items prepared by me and my Oompa Loompas, Oh.. I wish you could be my helper.” He said, with a grin. I just smiled back at him, awkwardly, and shifted in my seat a little bit. “It looks lovely,” I said softly.

✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ “Not as lovely as you…” Willy muttered, with a smile.✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ “I heard that..” I said, again, smiling back at him.. “Oh, well then you wouldn't mind me calling you Baby, would you?” he asked, blushing. “Heh, I don’t mind, only if you let me call you GoldBear.” I replied to him, blushing back. “Where did you get the nickname GoldBear from?” he asked. “Because you’re my giant teddy bear, and I met you through a golden ticket.” I said, smiling at him. “Oh, well then I guess you can call me that.” He said back, smiling.

PART 2 -----------Baby (WILLY’S POV)----------- So then, we became the very best of friends. “Baby.. I wish we could be more..” I said. “What?!” Y/N Replied, blushing profusely. “I-I didn’t know you thought of me that way..” again, Y/N said back, with a flushed expression. “Oh I said nothing--” I said back “What are you saying??” I looked back at them, with a confused but also sort of happy expression. “I-I- I love you, Willy.” Y/N said softly. “Oh? My Baby has a crush on me. Who knew?” I answered, with a smirk on my face. I never answered them back. I didn’t tell them how i felt back, I wish i did. Years passed…. Oh how I miss them dearly. It all started a year after I said that.. “My factory is getting a bit… dirty.. And boring~~.” I said, longing the ‘o’ in ‘boring’. “Let’s build a new one, it will be fun!” I added. “Won’t that take forever?!” Y/N asked, shocked, and confused. “Not if you have a bit of magic. How do you think i have my Oompa Loompas??” I chuckled softly. “Go

“Good point, let’s go!” Y/N said, happily, looking at me with their cute smile. I’d never seen them so happy before… Y/N loves me….♡

PART 2.5: Y/N POV ~New Factory~ We started building the factory.. It was fun! “Almost done… and there! My part is done!! GoldBear look at this!” I yelled, happily. “It looks amazing!” Willy replied. He ran over to me, giving me a hug, then lifting me in the air. Oh, how I wish he said he loved me back.. Oh Willy what am I to do with you? I’m not sure if he loves me back, but I’ll be waiting for as long as it takes. “Thanks,” I said, blushing a bit. I looked away from him, trying to hide my gaze from him. Why does he have to see me like this? I suddenly remembered something. Over the years, I had been courted by a man known as Robert T. Brunches.

PART 3: Y/N POV -Marriage- I definitely wasn’t happy to be getting married; especially if it was to Robert. I hated him, mainly because he was a rival of my GoldBear. However, he just pushed that aside and pampered me. He treated me like I was a toddler. The ignorance that man had.. “Um, Willy?” I asked one day while I was visiting him at the factory. He turned from talking with an Oompa Loompa. “What is it, Baby?” he asked, smiling at me. I looked away from him. “I’m getting married soon...to a man called Robert T. Brunches...he says you know him?” I asked, trying to sound innocent. At the hearing of Robert’s name, Willy’s face grew angry. “YOU ACCEPTED A PROPOSAL FROM HIM?!” Willy yelled, angrily. My eyes widened at his outburst. “I-I didn’t have a choice, Willy! It was an arranged marriage!” I sputtered, standing firm where I was for once. Willy ran over to me, crying. He then hugged me. “GoldBear, I’m sorry! Did I upset you? What can I do to make it up to you?” I asked, talking fast and huggi

hugging him tightly. “I… I’ll kill that man….” Willy mumbled in my ear. I broke the hug and my eyes widened. “Willy, w-what did you say?” I asked. I’d heard him the first time, I didn’t know he would..

PART 4: Willy Wonka POV ~Slow Death~ I can’t have this happen, I will NOT let that imbecile take my Y/N. I couldn’t have it anymore. I lost it. I grabbed my springlocked suit, the springs had not locked yet. I placed it in my hat, the space I put things for my tricks.

PART 4.5 WILLY POV Marriage is off. I went to the wedding, yet decided not to use the suit. When the priest said, “Any objections?” I stood up. I ran to Y/N. And I kissed her. “She doesn’t want to marry Ralph! They can’t marry Ralph! She never even agreed to marry him!” I knocked Ralph off of the podium. I was marrying Y/N. Ralph started crying and running away, like a little baby. The crowd cheered for me and Y/N. THE END

*ok but the fact that i wrote this, and turned it into my ela teacher is not ok*

finest piece of literature right here omg