❌WARNING!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A SMALL PART CHILD ABUSE❌
As a shadow quickly makes it way over to my closet, with my light in hand and tear-stained face, I hesitantly walk over to the closet. "A p-plushie??" I knew it wasn't one of mine so there's no way I'm touching that..."thing." Hearing the screams of the little shits behind me i shine my light as they crawl at the end of the only weapon i have against these bastards.
"So i guess they hate light..." I said as a smirk making its way on my face. Glancing at the clock "well at least i'll wake up at six..." I whisper as it clicks to 5:02. My light flickers, "shit!" I start hitting the side of the flashlight, it stops as i hear something rummaging behind me. I turn around to see something moving in my closet, wearily walking up to the door - "RRRAAAHHHH-" "OSNDJDNDIDCSKSKS!!! AAHHHH!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!"
I scream as foxy yelled and tryed to jump out at me but i closed the door as soon as i saw his face. "JUSUS FUCKING CHRIST, DONT YOU BE DOIN THAT YA BITCH!" i open it again flashing my light in the darkness. Seeing his hook i close it again for another few seconds opening it again to see him as a plushie.
I walk back to my bed hearing footsteps again to my right, i run over and flash my light down the eerie hall to see a cupcake laying in th middle of the hall. I stare in confusion and shut the door, "NOPE!" I yell hilding it shut for about five seconds, opening it back up ti see Chica with her cupcake make out of my lights way.
I run back to my bed not bothering to shut it knowing theres no point and check the closet just in case. "What?" Foxy was gone, but my alarm clock was going off. "HA! great now i can get out if this horrible place!" I run to my bed and jump on it sitting crisscrossed waiting to wake up.
But i never did, i hear a car door 15 minutes later knowing its my brother from the way the front door slammed shut. Terrified i hide under my sheets hearing footsteps coming to my room "Shit no go away please!" I wimper to myself. The door creeking open slowly but aggressively. The footsteps of Luke, the whole reason of my constant crying. My heart was pounding with each step closer, he stops right next to me ripping my blankets off.
He gets right up to my ear and whispers "I know your awake, freddy told me..." I let out a a muffled sob. He grabs my waist and prys me from my bed. Me crying face to face my intoxicated brother, he hugs me saying sorry. I feel a sharp pain in my gut, everything goes dark as he hits me in the face right after.
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nighttime fun
HororThe screaming of the small beasts on his Bed, the endless laughter that stained the poor boys dreams. It was horrible how only a few hours felt like days to Michael, the broken child in which this all started. With only a flashlight and a door to k...
