Its really been years

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( 10:45pm, US, 2005)
-major time skip-
Cleaning the animatronics, as usual. See I didn't really like to but I had too because if I didn't that stupid rotten smell would stay. The only one I couldn't seem to get a handle of was leftyne like it was untouchable. It was my daughters animatronic....I sighed pushing away the thought. You really did kill your daughter Vince~ that same irritating voice said in my head. Now, I didn't kill her necessarily but something else did. It doesn't matter now though...That was then...but every time I look at that damn animatronic all I see is her...I groan pushing away the the thought again.
Oh yeah, I work with mike tonight. that damn asshole. I sigh and once again look at the time. I worked days and night for months on end with no sleep. Day was with Scott, night was either Jeremy or mike. Sometimes it's nice to see the little stutter puppy. He never could control his stutters. The thought made me smile. I walked away from the animatronics and went to sit in the office drinking a bit of coffee.
First day with Mike.
And it's already not well.





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