My head hurts why? Feeling around my head I feel a bite. When, how did that get there? I stir up the courage to stand. Mom, where is my mother? I remember her saying one thing. Don't go out these doors after midnight. But why? I felt the door knob, then gave it a turn. I hung my face out the door. It was to dark for me to see anything. Looking around I see a flashlight near my bed. I flash the light at the bed. It works! I start to flash the light out of the door. As soon as I close the door. I tend to hear ginormous footsteps. M-Mom is that you? I grab the handle of the door. My mother told me to open these doors. I listen through the door for a second. A sound of someone's, or something's breathing traveled to the door to my ear. I shut the door closed as I hear the foot steps fall back. My only chance wast that I was dreaming. But It felt to real. The breathing and the, footsteps? My dreams are not this serious, I proclaim! Right? Just as I was pondering these thoughts in my head I hear bells from an old clock tower. I don't remember living by a church or anything. I start to hear the rambling of what sound like angry wolves in our kitchen. I slowly walk to the right side of the room. Poking the flash light out side of the door . But....I was terrified of what I just heard. It was more heavy breathing but the worst thing about it was I could feel it breathing on my arm. I hurry and close the door back with all my might. Slowly walking back to the foot of my bed. The door knob on both sides turn. I curl up on the floor with sadness letting tears flow down onto my cheeks . I was so scared until......the intimidation started to rise as the door creaked open. Slightly. It was just a matter of time where I would run and hide like a little baby. But The boy in me knew to keep strong, but still to scared to move. A figure slowly appeared out of the hidden darkness that surrounded the outside of these doors. I remember peeing on myself from the drama and terrible pain I felt in my chest. I knew if I saw what was about to happen I would've kept my mom's promise with those doors. It was just a matter of waiting for my
death to arrive.
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Fnaf 4
FanfictionI'm scared I'm just a boy, I hear voices sometimes from the outside world. I might be unconscious or sleeping. But why am I having nightmares of these animatronics? Is this actually real?
