Night 1

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Chris got up and when to the door to go to school. But the door wouldn't open. What the Hell? I thought Dad fixed this door last week. He thought to himself.

He called out for Terrence, but there was no answer at all.
"Terrence! Terrence! Open this door! Help me please, I don't want to stay in here forever." He slid down to the floor and wept.

Then he heard a strange voice from his room. "Hello Chris!"
Chris stopped crying and looked up. "Who's there?"
"Do you not know who I am? I'm your plushie Fred-Fred."
He walked towards the plush to get a better glimpse of him.

"So, What did he do this time?" He asked Chris.
"I don't know what your talking about." He responded.
"Your brother, did he lock you in here again?"
Chris nodded.
"Well," he began to say, "if your scared, don't be! You know why? 'Cause I'm here with you, I'll always be by your side no matter what. Got it?"
Again, Chris nodded in agreement.

It was 12:00 A.M. in the morning, Chris was having a terrible nightmare.

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