My brother took me to that place again he only took me because I don't like animatronics, I hate it I hate it I repetitively screeched in to my mind. As a loud bang shattered my ear drums popped, I let out a yelp making me fall back and fall onto my pile of plushies, I noticed at the exact same time that I fell over foxys head was missing.I knew this was my brother, tears poured out my eyes and said " that cost all my tickets" I screamed. And pushed into the door to go to tell my mum but a streak of terror shot through my body I was locked in. My brother had really done it this time. I only done what a little kid would do in this situation and rolled up into a ball while looking at the broken foxy plushies and steamed tears over my cheeks each one hitting the floor and reminding me of the nightmare I had yesterday of when a broken foxy was in my closet and I was to scared to get up but eventually he pounced and it ended. I was so happy I was alive, I've been having them nightmares for a while now since I heard of tales my brother told me about security guards or any human there after hours being stuffed in to a suit and there eyes popping out there sockets. I was not happy I was having a party there in 5 days but all my friends said every time I went i would cry and hide under the table in the party room. Before I thought they were demons my favorite was the new springtrap animatronic but I also really liked bonnie. The others kind of creeped me out but I didn't hate them
