Five Nights at Freddy's: shattered memories

Sundrop and Moondrop: part 2

As I sat in my closet all alone, I thought about what had happened. My mom was always nice to my friends, but never me. Were other children treated like this? I started to feel bad for myself. That wore off quick. I had done something wrong? Right? Maybe I should have felt bad for her...
Minutes turned into hours, days turned into weeks. I was hungry, thirsty, and most of all, I was angry. I looked up and saw something I could have sworn wasn't there before, a window. I grabbed the only thing that was in there. A small blanket from when i was a baby. I tucked it into the side of the window and pulled myself up to the windowsill. I saw it was nighttime. I only thought of two things at the time. One, it was night, and two, I needed to escape. I grabbed the blanket and tightened it around my fist. I groaned in agony as I started beating at the window. The more I thought about my mother the more cracks I saw. The glass shattered all over the floor of my closet. I grabbed my blanket and started climbing up the side of the house. I almost fell many times. It didn't help my hands were slippery from blood. I finally made it to the roof and screamed at the moon, but I hadn't used my voice in a long time nor hadn't had any water. My voice was as raspy as could be...
I didn't know what to do. I sat up there for a while. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore. That was my mistake. I ran on the roof as fast as I could and jumped off. I thought I was going to die. Fortunately my impact was cushioned by all my blankets beside the dumpster. I looked inside the house through a window and saw my mom laughing watching Tv, but, there was something wrong. All my stuff was missing, all my drawings on the fridge all my shoes and any photos of me were all gone...
My mom switched to the home screen of the Tv and I saw that my thinkings were right. I was in there for a long time. It had been 11 days...