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Chaptor 9: Home Sweet Death (Angela)

(From now on, in the title it'll say in () a name, either Angela or Jacob. This signifies their POV so don't get confused with that)

I woke up in my bed with tears in my eyes by the nightmare I had. I twirled my blonde hair in my fingers as I curled in a ball holding my Baby Clown Plushie. All I could think of was how much I wanted Daddy. I heard the front door slam close as I had a small squeal of fear escape me and my grip on poor Baby Clown was harsher. I could hear the dark, maniacal laughter from Freddy, which Freddy it was I didn't know but I was too scared to find out. I looked around my room trying to think happy thoughts, like my party that's coming up. Then I thought of Freddy again. I never liked him, his grin, his eyes, his voice, his bear like body. He didn't seem fun. I heard another bang then a crash. A thud onto the floor as I heard frequent footsteps.

"Angela!" Daddy yelled as the footsteps continued, eventually to the door. The door opened as Daddy ran in and grabbed ahold of me, tighter then normal, but I was fine. I quickly hugged him back and closed my eyes as I rested my head on his shoulder. I was breathing heavily but I could tell he was too. He stroked the back of my hair as I opened my eyes and looked into my closet. I saw a pirate hook sticking out, slowly, quietly opening the door.

"Daddy, lookout!" I screaming in a higher voice then normal as tears filled my eyes again, he turned around just as Foxy pounced onto him.

I shot up into the air with a gasp, sitting up, my eyes now open, and my head in reality, Daddy was holding the sides of my shoulders and looking at me in worry and... fear? I noticed the lights were turned on but nothing scary was around. I didn't understand the fear in Daddy's expression. But I tried to relate to him as I hugged him. He didn't move but he seemed to mumble something under his breath.