Chapter 5 - 2 days....until my party....

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Here i am,under a table crying once again because i'm afraid of the animatronics
..i should learn that trusting Micheal isn't a good idea,he left me here..again!
"He hates you."
I could hear my plushie say. It was obvious that he hates me..he'd do anything just to see me cry.

"You have to get up."
i can't...i feel too weak right now.
I can't even go near the exit i'm afraid of those stupid robots..
"You can get out this time,but you have to hurry."
Maybe i should try to get courage..if i could actually get out this time it would be great. So i get up and go to the exit,i open it and get out of that horrifying place.

There was a kid outside,and also many cars of different colours. I never approached that kid because he has a plushie that honestly terrifies me...but i'll try to talk to him this time.
"Where is your plush toy? Mine is springbonnie!"

Right...my plush toy was behind the car watching me,he always watches me everywhere i go and i don't know why.
"My daddy says i have to be careful with him or i will pinch my fingers. He is a finger trap,he says."
Oh? Maybe that toy can talk too.....it looks kind of dangerous to me,considering it has sharp teeth.

I say goodbye to that kid and then i go away,strange conversation that we had.
After walking for a few minutes i see this certain girl...she had green eyes and red hair with pigtails,she was always a popular kid with many friends. I never talked to her because she reminded me too much of the animatronic that killed my sister....even looking at that girl makes me have many flashbacks.

Everytime she approached me,i always avoided her,times like now. I don't wanna talk to her,she makes me remember of that horrible robot.
So i just continue walking,then i see an older guy....oh god no...one of Micheal's friends! I don't get why anyone would want to be friends with a stupid person like Michael. And i don't wanna talk to that guy either,because i know he's just gonna bully me
mercilessly.

But before i could get past him i hear him talking
"Hey! Aren't you the kid who always hides under the table and cries?"
I didn't respond,he was probably gonna insult me considering that he's a jerk like Michael.
"Hahaha! No one else is scared! Why are you? Stop being such a baby!"
Yeah,i knew that he was gonna say that. How does everyone expect me to act? I'm only a child who gets bullied by his brother without an actual reason! What did i do wrong?

Anyway,i try not to think too much and just continue walking,i wanna get home safely without anyone who tries to bully me.
After a few minutes of walking i see someone in the distance....Billy! We weren't friends at all but he was nice to me and we talked frequently. He's a kid who always carries his pink balloon around. I go say hi to him,
"Are you going to the party? Everyone is going to the party."
Well,yes. I'm unfortunately going to the party...even though i don't wanna go.
"Oh wait,you have to go! It's YOUR birthday! Haha!"
It is,but i wish i could've celebrated it somewhere else..i don't like Fredbear's.

Anyways,i finally get home and then i realize..if one of Micheal's friends was there then it means that Michael isn't out with his friends..he's here. Oh god...i feel like he's gonna do something...but i don't know what is it.
"Be careful."
I heard my plushie say. I'll try to find Michael,he has to be somewhere..the door of his room is open,meaning that he isn't in there.
I check the kitchen,there's no one there. I check Dad's bedroom,there's no one there. And then i give up,i don't wanna stress myself since my birthday is near!

So i decide to go back in my room. I entered my room and before i could do anything..

"BOO!"

My brother came out with that foxy mask,he was hiding under my bed waiting for me to come.
I once again fell on the floor crying with the sound of Micheal's hysterical laugh in the background.

"Tomorrow is another day."

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Thank u for having the patience to read this poorly written thing ;_;

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