PUPPET POV {WARNING: THIS STORY
CONTAINS SERIOUS NOT FUNNY EVENTS SUCH AS SUICIDE, MURDER AND DEPRESSION IM VERY SORRY IF I REMIND ANYONE OF SOMETHING THEY DID NOT WANT TO REMEMBER oh and some cussing to. anyway besides that enjoy :-) }
"Mother! Mother!... Mum!!" i yelled as my mum, as usual, payed no attention to me as she laid on the couch half passed out with a beer bottle in her bloody hands, this was our normal everyday afternoon time. Sometimes mum would even try to commit suicide with the knife she uses to stab me everyday if i "get on her nerves," with. "YOU STUPID KID LOOK WHAT YOU CAUSED!!!" she suddenly screamed, "YOU BASTARD MY PRETTY HANDS GOT ALL DIRTY THANKS TO YOUR DISGUSTING BLOOD!! " she yelled as she threw the half-empty bottle at me. Yup. That was my regular day. I was only 9 years old at that time, we weren't always like this. It all started when i was just about 5 when pops left us for that {as i said before this story also contains strong language! be warned those of you non-cursers !! } stripper, ever since, mum has been drinking, abusing me, and attempting to end her life. "WHAT THE F*CK DO YOU WANT YOU ROTTING CHILD!!!" she yelled before she burst into bleeding tears, "I was thinking if i can go to Fredbears diner for a while?" i asked fearfully holding my stomach where she recently had stabbed me. "LEAVE!! JUST GO YOU STUPID B*TCH!! AND DONT COME BACK I HATE YOU!!!!" she screamed at me as i went out the door. "Love you to mother" i whispered to myself as i silently cried. It was a beautiful windy day i was holding my side where she had stabbed me earlier that day, if you were wondering who cures me, well, its me. yeah. i cure myself. im used to it by now. i just grab a bunch of band-aids and tape them all around my waist. it seems like i would never heal, but it's actually pretty useful and it heals alot better than i would have expected. I walked up to the big blue doors that read: "FREDBEARS FAMILY DINER! WHERE FAMILY FUN TIME COMES TO LIFE! WELCOME!!" in screaming bright bold green letters. "yeah family time thats for sure" i murmured as i wiped the tears off my face. I usually come here alone, its only a few blocks away from my house so it's pretty much all
ive got for 'fun.' I walked in and handed the cashier five tickets, he had short red hair with glasses wearing a Fredbear sweatshirt, "Ten tokens please" he gave me a tiny bucket with ten tokens in it, "woah kid you always come alone, what happened to your parents?" he asked me, i just sighed and looked at him, "Long story short, My parents are divorced and my mom has a drinking problem." i replied with a 'yeah my life sucks so what?' look on my face, "you know, i saw some kids your age up on the stage dancing with ol' fred if you want to join in? you know since its hard to find kids to make friends with, maybe it can help you?" he said probably feeling bad for me as usual, this is why i don't usually tell people my family problems but, i answered because he was my favorite employee, he is really nice to me so yeah. "Um thanks ill go talk to them" i replied as i ran to the stage, well limped because, well, you know. There were five kids on the stage, one kid was wearing a hat and fake bear ears the ones you get at the prize area, he was giggling and dancing with Fred, another kid was wrestling this other kid while another kid was eating pizza having fun watching the fight and finally, there was this one girl that caught my attention, she was very, very pretty, she had flowing brown hair and green eyes that glowed, she was wearing a blue dress with green flats and a green flower in her hair, wow, i thought it would be cool to talk to her, i went up and sat with her. "Hi! my name is-" i got interrupted by a loud piercing scream coming from the kitchen-
