We're not like what you're thinking.

chapter 2

"It all started in one summer morning... a week before we died."

Freddy's POV

I had this weird dream. Probably a nightmare.

My 6 best friends and I had to sing and play on a stage. 2 of them got down from he stage, Mike and Goldie. Mike and Goldie cheered as we performed.

But then, the stage became a void of black.

We fell into the void. Goldie jumped into the void to help us, while Mike just sat there, crying.

When I woke up, I just forgot about it, then ate breakfast with my Parents.

My mother baked bread for breakfast, and my father bought jam.

"Hey, mom?" I asked.

"Yes, Freddy?"

"Can I play with my Friends after I take a shower?" I asked.

"Sure, sweetheart, just don't hurt yourself again."

"Thanks, Mom!" I said as I finished eating the loaf of bread.

I quickly went up to my room, and took a shower.

I wore a brown shirt with a small bear print on it. The print of the bear had a black hat and tie. I wore my jeans and I was off.

I went down the stairs of my house.

"I'm off, Mom!" I called out.

"Bye, Freddy! I heard my dad shout.

I went out and walked to the house beside mine, my friend, Mike lived there. I saw him leave his house and he waved at me.

"Hi there, Mike!" I said, waving back my hands.

"Good morning!" He replied.

"Want to play?" I asked.

"Sure!" I've already asked permission from my parents. He said.

"I'll just go call out the others!" I said.

Mike nodded.

"Freddy, look we have the same brand of shirts!"

"Oh, yeah... it is..."

His shirt resembled a man holding some kind of handheld device.

(But Freddy, its 1987... ö )

I went to the other hose next to mine, Bonnie's house.

Mike followed me there.

I could see Bonnie walking to the front door of his house.

"Hi, Freddy! Hi Mike!" Bonnie called out to us.

I waved at him.

"Wanna play?" He asked, running to us

"Yeah, I'll just tell the others."I replied.

"I'll come with you." Bonnie said.

I noticed he was wearing the same brand of the shirt I was wearing too.

"Hey, Bonnie, look, our shirts are the same brand!" I said.

"Yeah! It's a purple bunny with a red bow tie."

"Cool... maybe Foxy, Chica and Goldie have the same brand too!" Mike said, smiling.

We went to the house in front of where Bonnie lives,  just across the street

We crossed the street.

I saw Foxy coming out of his house to play 'Pirates'
(What kind of mean parent would name their son 'Foxy'?! Poor Foxy...;-; )

"Hey, foxy, wanna play? Bonnie asked.

"Sure me Mateys!" He said, in his pirate accent.

He got out of his cardboard 'pirate ship'

And yes, his shirt has the same brand.

It was a foxy. With an eye patch and a hook.

"Hey, mate, yer shirt there has the same brand." Foxy said in his pirate accent.

"Yeah, we all do." I said.

"Let's go to Chica's house. Mike said."

I nodded. Not realizing that our brand of shirts are all the same. Not even one of us had any different shirt brands.

I saw chica walk back into her house, then, she went out again. Probably because she fetched the newspaper for her parents.

"Hi there! Chica said, walking to to us,"

"I see your shirt brands are the same as mine."

Her print was a a yellow chicken or chick I wearing a bib that says 'LET'S EAT!!!'

"Let's go to Goldie's."Chica said.

In front of Mike's house, is Goldie's house,

I could see Goldie outside, watering his plants.

"Hey, Goldie! wanna play? Foxy called out

"Sure."He said, nodding.

So, we went to a nearby park and played
Truth or dare