2019, grace. 2019.

“Its either me or this game, grace” “Well then i choose this game, you dont really matter to me that much anyway” “What?” “I choose flee the facility, cookie” “Grace..?” *she leaves* this genuinely happened to me. I was a child. I was sad. I kept it to myself until now. Grace, youve ruined me.

“You’ve ruined the word “friend” for me, im surrounded by a GAME THAT RUINED MY CHILDHOOD. You’ve lied to me- and honestly? YOU’VE RUINED THE WORD “FRIEND” FOR ME.”