Chapter 1

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—Your POV—

I wake up to my alarm clock harshly ringing. It usually has to be loud though, because I am a very heavy sleeper. Then it all hits me, yesterday I went to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria with my little sister, and then this weird guy approached me. I immediately got bad vibes the minute he walked near me. He then asked me if I wanted to work the Pizzeria night shift, and obviously I said yes, because I was desperately looking for a job everywhere.

I then snap back into reality realizing later tonight I would have to get to work. I would have to make a very good first impression. I got out of bed, took a shower so I didn't smell. Then I brushed my teeth my towel still around me, made my self look alive, then went to put on clothes.

I went down to breakfast, and to my surprise my mom wasn't there. Usually she would be there every morning making breakfast. I think looked at the fridge and there was a note. It said, "Hey sweetie, sorry I wasn't there to eat breakfast with you. I got invited to go shopping with my friends and I took the opportunity to go. I know your responsible enough to be at home alone, and there's food in the fridge."

I hated being home alone honestly. I have to watch my bratty younger sister. She is a big tattletale. A couple of days ago she dropped a glass plate, and blamed it on me and I got in trouble. But luckily for me she was still sleeping.

Then I just thought I would stay in bed and watch YouTube. And soon enough, I let sleep take over, but before I did I made sure my alarm would wake me up at 11:30 so I could get ready for work.

How easy could it be? It's not like they will some of those crappy rumors right?What if- No! I'm just thinking to much none of that would ever happen, or would it?

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I have no idea where this story is going, but have a great day!

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 21, 2020 ⏰

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