Just a character

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Nightmare: *curled up in her room, tears falling down her face*

~Meanwhile, with the others~

(Y/N): Have you guys seen Night?

BEN: No....weird...everything's been quiet recently

Jeff: Its...actually creepy

Jane: Nothing is ever quiet here...

Sally: Does it have something to do with Night?

Desirie: Nonsense...it must be something else...

Hoodie: Well....Night did act strange one time...

Masky: I know what you mean...when she and the others came back from the other story, she just ran straight to her room...

Alejandro: Lets go check it out!

*they all ran to her room*

Jeff: N-Night, you okay?

Nightmare: *looks at her door* O-Oh...um...i'm fine! no i'm not...

Desirie: You sure?

Nightmare: Yeah...no...

BEN: Could we come in?

Nightmare: sorry, but i'm busy...please help me...

Jane: please?

Nightmare: Seriously, i'm busy! help me...i hate being broken...

Hoodie: No matter what you say *Smashes door* we'll do the opposite

Masky: No tell us...what's wrong?

Nightmare: *wipes tears away* Nothing is wrong i am wrong

Sally: tell us...we're here for you...

Nightmare: it's nothing you guys...i'm just a character...i can't say what i really feel...this is all an act...

Jeff: Night...

Nightmare: Just leave me alone...please don't leave...i hate being alone...

Desirie: Just call us...*frowns*

*they all left but looked back at Night before going back to what they were doing*

Nightmare: *starts crying* why can't i say what i feel when i'm around them...its like i'm being controlled and start saying things that i don't wanna say...

Author: *appears* Cause you were made to do that, act like nothing is wrong but when you are alone, you break down. Sometimes i let you show how you really feel...

Nightmare: this is all your fault!

Author: no it is not...you can't blame me...you are not real, just a character of my imagination...*disappears*

Nightmare: *pulls out her dagger* just make this pain end...make me have a game over...*starts cutting herself* Well...sleep tight my little dreamers...



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