Evan's POV
I was sitting on my bed, flashlight in hand, I was shaking nervously, as tears were streaming down my face. I pointed the light at the doors beside me, until I got to my closet. I saw it open momentarily. I sprinted forward as I looked in the closet. Foxy jumped out, and I quickly closed it. I kept it closed for a good couple of seconds before I opened it, shining the light. I saw his hook, and shut it again, waiting another couple of seconds. I opened it again to see Foxy as a plushy. I would've thought he was adorable, if he wasn't trying to kill me.
I sprint back to my bed, as I shined my flashlight at my bed, scaring away all the mini Freddie's on it. I then quickly ran to the door on my right, opened it, and listened intently...
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"Hmph...". I heard. I quickly shut my door. My heart was pumping in and out of my chest. I kept the door shut until I heard footsteps leaving my door. I waited an extra couple of second before I opened the door, and shined my light out the door.
'He's gone...' I shut my door again, and quickly head to the other door. I opened it slowly, and listened intently.
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'Nothing?'
I shined my flashlight out the door, and was immediately greeted by Bonnie, as he grabbed me, and sinked his teeth into my face.
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I gasp loudly as I sprang up from my bed. I looked around frantically, at my plushies. They were all they're... it was...
'Only a dream...' I felt cold wet tears going down my face... I hated being a cry baby. I saw my Fredbear plush sitting on my nightstand. I quickly grabbed it, and held it close to my chest, sobbing silently.
These nightmares never stop, and they never will...
I've always wanted to be a normal kid... guess that's thrown out the window when it comes to me.
I'm. Not. Normal. I've never been, never will, never be. I've been known as the "crying child" in my school, because I'm very sensitive. I always get made fun of, and bullied for it. Especially with my last name, all the kids at my school make fun of me for what happened Fazbear Pizzeria, and how my "father" murdered multiple children. That's why I never talk, I don't trust anyone besides my sister, Elizabeth.
My brother, Micheal, well... he's... changed over the years. He's been more mature, but more aggressive than he was before. He would sometimes hit me, and Elizabeth for doing anything that upset him. He's very homophobic... I remembered when I asked what "gay" meant... he flipped out, and told me to never be gay, as it was a "bad thing". Ever since then, I've never brought it up. I hid the fact that I was gay, I told my sister about it, when we were in private, and she accepted my greatly. However I told her to keep it secret, I mean... if word got out that I was "gay" then I would get made fun of even more...
My sister Elizabeth, is the only person I could trust. The only person that made life worth living, she was the one person that accepted me. She's stood up for me countless times against the bullies that torment me. I've always admired her, for her courage, and bravery, I wanted to be like her, but no matter how hard I wanted to...
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Life Does Get Easier... (Gregory X Evan, Book 1) *COMPLETED*
Fanfic"Life will never get easier..." That's something Evan has always thought. For years he's been bullied at school, abused at home by his older brother, and has to deal with the nightmares that keep happening every night. He thinks that he'll be lon...
