My Story Drafts/Fails

Not An Afton Anymore, I Am An Emily (Prologue Unfinished)

It was over. After all the events at the Freddy Fazbear locations and the newest one being burned to the ground the government made a decision. They destroyed all of the locations so no one could work there again. Not even night guards. The souls were free and soon everyone can finally forget that they even existed. It is just a memory now...--2 months laterMicheal had no family left. He was alone in the world. He is in his early twenties now. He lived in the old Afton house even though it was not too nice. And he paid the bills. He works as a mechanic. He did get a bachelor's degree in robotic engineering. He used to do online classes for College because he was working on freeing his family, but he now has done that. Henry had became a writer after he quit working with William. He wrote stories and sometimes partially added in things that he learned about the business he helped start and end. He has a two bedroom house because he always welcomes Michael. Henry really wishes Micheal to stay with him. He has not said yes nor no yet. --Henry Emily's POV:I sat at the oak wood table with a smooth surface. I am using a matching chair to the table to sit on. Infront of me is a computer that I am typing on. A light grey colored one to be exact. Made by Hewlett-Packard. A nice company, really. Nice and efficient. I have an older computer so it is a little bit slower than the ones that most people buy this year. I typed a little more on the computer and finished the email I was typing. It was another asking Michael how he is and stuff. I really care for the kid, but he needs to learn to ask for help when he needs help. What hurt him before is gone, and will not come back. Dear Michael Afton, How are you? It has been a week since I last asked you the question. But I really care for you. You are important to me and play a role in my life. If you need any help with life or anything I am always here for you. I have two bedrooms in my house, for if you wish to sell the old house that practically haunted you for years. You can live with me, and it will be a full new fresh start. I could even give you some ideas on robots. But just don't go the same path as your father, don't want to burn anymore places down. Hehe, not really good one, eh? I am not trying to force you though. Your choice, and how is your job? -Henry Emily-I smiled and pressed 'sent'. The computer made a very quiet ding showing that it was sent. Good. I want to show him he is important by keeping in touch. --Michael Afton's POV:"You just have to remember that your computer's storage is not like Outer Space. It is not unlimited, infinity to say. You have a limited amount of storage and overfilling the storage without removing anything you do not use that is necessary to the computer. The computer should have a better time and freeze less. You got that?" I finished explaining to the two people infront of me. The first person is a lady that looks 35 in my opinion. She has long, blonde hair that goes behind her back. Rectangle shaped glasses are laying on her nose steadily. She wears a light purple tank top and jean shorts. The second person is her son that looks thirteen. He has a matching outfit except his shirt is blue and his hair is shorter. "Yes, thank you Mr. Afton. We will remember that next time!" The lady slowly started closing the door showing it is time for me to leave. "Your welcome Mrs. Evergreen!" I walked away waving to my black car. I