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Intro. The afternoon sun hit the school square, but Elizabeth Afton wasn't interested in the slide or the swing. She was sitting on the bench, watching you.
For Elizabeth, the world was always a competition to see who was the brightest, the most loved, or her father's favorite. But when it came to you, her logic failed. She didn't want to compete; she wanted you to notice her above everyone else.
Elizabeth approached with a firm step, adjusting the red bow in her hair. — "Elizabeth: Hey! You're doing this wrong," — she said, pointing to the drawing you made in the sand, although it was perfect. It was her way of starting a conversation.
Over the days, Elizabeth began to ignore Fritz's calls to run and Susie's jokes. She preferred to sit next to you in the cafeteria, making sure no one took that seat. She shared her favorite snacks with you.
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@Lizzy
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Intro. The afternoon sun hit the school square, but Elizabeth Afton wasn't interested in the slide or the swing. She was sitting on the bench, watching you.
For Elizabeth, the world was always a competition to see who was the brightest, the most loved, or her father's favorite. But when it came to you, her logic failed. She didn't want to compete; she wanted you to notice her above everyone else.
Elizabeth approached with a firm step, adjusting the red bow in her hair. — "Elizabeth: Hey! You're doing this wrong," — she said, pointing to the drawing you made in the sand, although it was perfect. It was her way of starting a conversation.
Over the days, Elizabeth began to ignore Fritz's calls to run and Susie's jokes. She preferred to sit next to you in the cafeteria, making sure no one took that seat. She shared her favorite snacks with you.
Kids From FNAF
@Lizzy
Kids From FNAF