All Emily wants is her family to be happy. Her dad is a physo who supposeably killed some kids. Her mom has to work countless hours while Emily has to take care of her seven year old brother Brandon, and eleven year old sister Mang. When Emily final...
I can't see anything. I'm in complete darkness. I hear laughing.
Was someone laughing at me?
The laughing got louder, and more sinister.
"Mike! Mike where are you?!" I yell.
Only Mike was the one to get me out of this. The laughing got more louder and evil. Then it stopped, so I try to find my way out of the darkness, until I heard the word I hate the most: killer.
"Killer, Killer Emily is a killer." The voice sang.
"Mike help me." I yell helplessly.
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I could feel tears stream down my face. I couldn't do anything but listen and cry.
"Your a killer and that's all you'll ever be!"
My body jolted up. I'm breathing hard. My hand are shaking. Tears falling down my face. It was just a nightmare. I looked around my surroundings. I'm in the employee's room, but there was light in the room. Next to me is a nightlight with a note on it.
Sorry about last night. The guys and I want to talk. Please don't be mad. ~ Freddy
I have a sudden felling to get up even though I'm still mad at Freddy and the golden one. I changed into some clothes that were in my backpack. I looked at myself in a tiny mirror I had. My eyes looked restless, but I didn't mind. When I was done I got out of the room. Everyone is quite.
All eyes are on me when I closed the door. It felt weird for once in my life I felt noticed. There was an empty seat between Freddy and Chica. When I sat down I noticed that everyone was looking at the hickeys on my neck. I covered them up with my hand.
"Uh I'm sorry about last night. I don't know what came over me. My name is Goldie." He said sticking his hand out to shake.
He had dirty blonde hair and yellow bear ears. He had the same clothes as Freddy expect there were all dirty yellow color. His bow and hat is a dark blue. His eyes were a pit of endless black with a white pinpoint iris.
"So, what did you guys want talk to me about?" I ask looking down at my feet.
"Since you have to stay with us we wanted to know about you." Says Chica.
"I have to stay with you!?"
They all nod in agreement. I bit my bottom lip which was chapped from the hard breathing when I woke up. I wanted to leave this creepy place. My dad and the police will find out that I didn't go that far, and they'll come back and find me.
"Well I'm twelve years old, I'm the oldest out of my sister and brother.
