It was just a matter of waiting for my
death to arrive. I close my eyes tightly revealing slow tears down onto my cheek. The figure grabs me. I scream and scream. I just wish I could start over. Wait a second. The figure vanashes as my alarm clock starts to chatter. It read "6:00am". I made it I made it to 6:00am! I reckoned that at 6:00am that everything would go away and I would awake from my dream. I tryto open the door. Still locked in my room I see. I start to cry a little. Where is he I bet he's hiding. The golden plushie starts to talk "He won't stop until you find him". I check under the bed. Not here. I look in the closet then the drawers. The only place left . The pile of toys. I go towards the pile of toys and sit down. I say quietly to myself "these are my friends". I walk up to the door and jingle the door knob. I-It's unlocked! I run out the right door into the hallway where the old father clock stood. That plushie! It's in my room too. Creepy. I walk to the right. Into a bedroom, it looks like a girls room a bed on the right a dresser on the left and a picture of a pink flower. Well there's no one here. I walk back into the hallway now turning left. It's the living room, a big tv stood in the middle of the room with a couch on the right, and a big oval rug. I walk to the left side examining the bookcase. Hearing a slight creak I see a masked fox made out of old animatronic parts. I start to cry and fall to the floor. The animatronic laughing and laughing. I run back to my room.with animatronic hot on my tail I hurry and shut the door. Tomorrow is another day....I fall asleep still with my back on the door.....6 hours later I wake up. Not this again!
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Fnaf 4
FanficI'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?
