Tears

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"Jack, the puppet is still in its chair" dad says. I'm not that sure though, the scratchings, the carvings, everything is telling me that the puppet is the culprit, I have to keep it secret, at least for now. If everything gets too bad, I will tell the truth. As we bury the cat, I swear I see something looking through the window upstairs, should I tell them? I go to the attic and I can't see the puppet, it finally left hopefully, well it's night time. I have another strange dream, of my parents killed, but who would do that.

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Meanwhile in my parents room, they feel something climb onto the bed, as it's the middle of the night, they assume its Jesse, but it's not... It's the marionette.

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I hear a scream and then a sudden silence, maybe my little brother had a nightmare. In the morning I can't find my parents anywhere, I call the police. They arrive instantly and we are told to leave, to calm Jack down, we go to Freddy Fazbears Pizza so he can go play and be happy, but today the golden bare looks like someone is actually inside him, maybe the machine is broken, or maybe it's the culprit of whatever happened in the house.

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