Freddy's Point of view:
Whew... giving cake to the children was a huge chore. I ran out to them and gave them plates full of cake. I know... It is hard when you are a human but not as a animatronic. I only entered 6 children inside the room for cake but 1 was outside crying on the ground. I felt bad, but I couldn't go outside. I have to stay with the children...
Crying Child's Point of view:
I wanted to have cake with the other children and meet Freddy Fazbear, but he only let 6 kids in and left me here on the cold sidewalk. I was hungry, cold, lonely... I heard a car engine park next to me. "Hey... are you okay?" It sounded like a man. I looked up, He was in a uniform in the color purple. "I'm hungry, cold, and lonely, they wouldn't let me in to have cake..." I responded. I felt his warm hand touch my shoulder, "Don't you worry... stay here" he says before he leaves. After 3 minutes, I heard footsteps. "W-who's there?!" I yelled. The man before replied "It's me". He handed me a little cupcake with delicious pink frosting, and sparkling sprinkles. I was shivering, should I accept it? I mean it looks good enough to eat. I smiled at him and hugged him, "Thanks..." I whispered hugging him tighter. He puts down the cupcake on the cold sidewalk and wraps his arms around me lightly pressing his chest against me, "Your welcome little girl..."
Purple Guy's Point of view: I kinda liked this little girl... I knew I did something to the delicious looking cupcake. I felt like a monster, I feel possessed inside. I was laughing in the inside. I slowly took my arms off her and handed her the cupcake that is just sitting on the sidewalk. She slowly takes the cupcake off the plate and takes a small bite. Then she pauses...
Little Girl's Point of view:
I took a bite of the pink cupcake, swallowed it, then I paused. The cupcake was poisoned! I dropped the cupcake took my hand, griped my chest and griped the fabric of my black and white tank top. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I couldn't stop crying... He tricked me! He took out his evil laugh, "Foolish little girl!" He says loudly, "I played you like a cheap fiddle!" He laughs, but before he leaves to his car, He grabbed a knife and started to stab my back, my chest, my arms, my legs, and my neck. My blood squirts out of my scars and drips to the sidewalk and there... My eyes slowly closed.
