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...
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I can't believe I did that!"
I walked back and forth trying why I tried to kiss Freddy.
"It was way too soon. You know better than that Emily!" I scream.
I sit back down and cradle myself back and forth like a baby.
"What you doing Emily?" Says a voice.
It was Bonnie, peaking his head from the door.
"Scared." I say.
"I saw the picture. Unexpected."
"I don't know what I was doing. My body always takes over me. I can't control it."
Bonnie walks over to me, and patts my head.
"There, there. Its ok." Bonnie says.
I brushed his hand from my head.
"Why me?" I cry.
"Why you what?"
"Why do I have to be this chosen one! My life is already bad!" I scream.
Once again my body took over only to make me cry.
"I'll go get Freddy." He says heading for the door.
"No he'll only make things worse.", I say grabbing his arm.
"I understand." Bonnie left.
I got up and left the room as well. A blur passed me, and made me stumble backwards.
"Foxy give me that picture." Freddy yelled.
I walk to the tables. It's weird I have flip flop feelings for Freddy. At first I hated him. Then I liked him, now I hate him again. I grab a pizza slice and go back to my room. I sit down and eat.
Something rang in my pocket. I grab it. It was my phone. On the screen was a message from Mike.
Why did you do that to your mom? Are you ok? Talk to me!
I locked my phone and throw it in my backpack. The phone hit something metal. I check to see what was inside. When I found it I pulled it out. It was a little metal box. I opened it only to find folded pieces of paper.
I unfolded one of them. On the paper was a drawing of three people.
My mind started to get dizzy again so I braced myself. I opened my eyes to find my kid self again. I look like I was drawing somthing. I put what looked like a crayon down and ran off the chair. My eyes follow my younger self down a hallway.
At the end of the hall was a table with two adults sitting down on chairs.
"Mommy, Daddy. Look what I drew." My younger self says.
A woman who looks to be my mom grabbes the paper from my hands.
"It's beautiful Emily." She says.
Mom gave the drawing to me.
"Let me see Emily."
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"Wow Emily! This is amazing." Dad says as I show him the drawing.
My younger self smiles. "Really daddy?"
"Yes, it's amazing. Just like you." He said tapping my nose making me giggle.
My head hurt again so I closed my eyes then opened them to find myself in my room. I picked up the drawing slowly then hugged it crying. Trying not to let go one of the best memories with my dad. Tears spilled out of my eyes and rolled down my face.
If only dad hadn't been so mean. I thought.
"Emily are you ok?" Asks a familiar voice.
I looked up to see Freddy. I growled silently.
"Is something wrong?" He asks.
"Nothing is. Now leave me alone." I say raising my voice a little.
"Ahh come one Emily. Don't be mad." He says coming closer to me.
"Leave me alone! Don't you understand that!" I yell.
Freddy stared at me with disbelief. Then left.
"Freddy wait." I call out.
Guilt filled me. Now I made Freddy feel bad. If I keep this up Freddy might hate me.
