Five Nights At Freddy’s 4

When Mikey went home he didn’t see doll home. he went all around the house to find her. He went into the back room. She was sleeping on the bed and he smiled at her. He went back out into the living room and watched tv. The tv went blank and everything was about to start over. Out of nowhere the phone rings and he said “Hello?” The person didn’t reply. When mikey walked into the back he seen something holding his girlfriend.

“LET HER GO!” Mikey yelled at the thing holding her. It was Freddy but different and he was shocked. As soon as Mikey seen the creature it disappeared into the air. Mikey realized that Five Nights At Freddy’s is not over. Mikey ran to Doll and she wasn’t breathing.

“Doll? Doll please wake up!!” Mikey didn’t know what to do. He ran outside and screamed into the air. Doll had died that night and Mikey wasn’t happy at all.  He went to barrie Doll, but Doll woke up and screamed.

“DOLL?!” Mikey was shocked. Doll looked at him in confusion. She got up and started to walk by him and she wondered why she was going to be buried.

“Mikey?” She asked slowly and as kind as she could. “Doll?! you must understand I thought you was dead, but you're alive so im fine forget the whole barring you.”

“Mikey? I wasn’t dead, I was unconscious for a while.” She stared to walk away when he grabbed her hand.

“Doll,” He started to cry as he was talking to her. “I didn’t know, I thought you died.” Spring Foxy came out of hiding at looked at him in the eyes and Mikey didn’t move.

“ARG! Is in it Mikey? Long time but it’s time for you to die.” Spring Foxy ran to them and Doll pushed Mikey out of the way and Spring Foxy bit her badly. Mikey had a tear running down his face when he heard Doll scream in pain.

“Mikey you're next, you can run but you can’t hide!” Spring Foxy ran in the same place as Mikey did. Mikey hide under a bed that was in the building. Spring Foxy came in and looked under the bed and pulled him out.

“Foxy! You're making a mistake I’m your friend!” Mikey could feel his neck get tighter and tighter. As Spring Foxy was choking Mikey, Doll jumped on Spring Foxy and they both landed on the ground.

“Doll!!” As Mikey started to run to her Spring Foxy had the hook in her neck and Spring Foxy threw her across the yard. Mikey started to run away and then Spring Bonnie came out and jumped in front of Spring Foxy.

“Spring Bonnie?! GET OUT OF MY WAY!” Foxy tried to hook Spring Bonnie but missed and Spring Bonnie took his arm and ripped it off. Spring Foxy laid on the ground in pain.

“Spring Bonnie what was that for?!?!?!” Spring Foxy cried. Spring Bonnie picked him up and hold Spring Foxy down at the same time. Bonnie looked him in the eyes and screamed. Spring Foxy laid his guard down and looked down with a sad face.

“I’m sorry lass, It wasn’t me trying to kill you.” Spring Foxy said nicely. Mikey looked at him with confusion.

“If it wasn’t you then who was it?” Mikey turned around and “she” was behind him. Mikey looked shocked and then “she” went inside him. Mikey’s eyes turned blackish red.

“Hello, Do you remember me?” She was looking at them. Spring Foxy tried to run away but she used some weird power and Spring Foxy went flying.

“Trying to get away, already? We haven’t even get to chat.” she grabbed poor Spring Foxy and took him to Spring Bonnie to the table that was outside.

“What is this?” Spring Bonnie said as he sat down. She looked at him and smiled.

“Oh nothing Spring Bonnie, just something i planned for us.” Spring Bonnie looked at Mikey which was “her” inside of him.

“Let Mikey go!” Spring Bonnie commanded. She looked at him with anger in his/her eyes. Finally she let him let.

“B-b-bonnie?” Mikey was weak from her taking all of his strength. Spring Freddy came out and looked at him and grabbed him.

“Thank you Spring Foxy and Bonnie!” Freddy walked away with Mikey in his arms. Spring Foxy and Bonnie were bowing to him and followed to the old place. When they got there they sat Mikey down. Mikey looked next to him to see jeremy in the same condition as him.

“Jeremy!” Mikey was shocked. But Spring Freddy knocked out Mikey.

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The End

     The End

This is the end for most people. This is the end. Where school is going to be over, no more staying up past 12 to get your homework done, and no more teachers giving you detentions. The end for me is not like this at all. The end for me, is I was killed by my very own stalker. I know what you're thinking, well what’s your story. Well now I am going to tell you what happened to me.

First I would like to get some minor details said. I am 15 years old. I went to Rockwell High School in Columbus, Ohio. Oh, and how could I forget my name is Saydee Elizabeth Adams. I have an older brother named Dylan, and a younger sister named Chloe. I really enjoy cheerleading and dance, so I guess you could call me your “average” girly-girl.

Now I am going to tell you my story from the beginning. It started when I was little around seven. This is when my parents separated. Later on, my father was remarried to a woman name Jessica. As for my mother, she settled down too for awhile, until she met the stalker. His name was Charles. Him and my mother, “loved” each other so much. The only thing that I realized, he was controlling.

Anyways the point of this story is to tell what happened to me. So one day, when I was in school. I was in Science class when I just so happen to look out  the window. I saw someone behind a tree taking pictures. Also may I remind you I didn’t know it was Charles at the time. So whoever it was taking pictures I thinked noticed me when I was looking because all of a sudden he disappeared.  

Later that day school was over. I had to go to cheerleading practice. Once that got over, around six, I went home to get ready for bed. I had things that I had to do of course, such as getting my homework done so I wouldn’t have to do it on the weekend. I also had to eat dinner, and take a shower. When I got all of that done, I started to go to bed. As I was falling asleep, I heard a noise. It was outside my window. I thought it was just a tree branch hitting it, but when I went to go look, it was a bird hitting its beak against the window.  

The next morning, I woke up around nine and decided I needed to get out of my bed on this nice sunny day. Since it was a weekend, I didn’t really have anything to do. I was trying to think of something, so I decided to text one of my best friends; her name is Paige. Paige and I decided to go to the mall. We had her mom drop us off. We told her mom that we would be done in a couple of hours and if not that, we would call her.

When we started to shop and go to all of our favorite stores, I saw a man like I did the day before. The one who was taking pictures by the tree. At first I was scared, but I didn’t know if he wasn’t from around here and he wanted to take pictures wherever he goes. So later on that day, we got tired of the mall and we called Paige’s mom to come pick us up. As we were waiting, the man that was taking pictures came up to me. At first I didn’t recognize him, but when I did, I didn’t know what to do next. We sat in silence for a little bit. At that time Paige’s mom called and said she was here. We said we had to go, but he kept talking to me. I finally just said bye and walked out of the mall.

When I got home that night I told my mom. I showed her everything I got and who I saw. I said “Mom, guess who I saw today.” She replied “Who?” I told her “Charles.” She began to question a lot. She asked if he asked any personal questions. Things such as, where do you live now, how’s you mom, what grade are you in, what school do you go to. I told her no he didn’t, but he did ask how you were doing. My mom didn’t know what to think at the time or what to do. She told me just get ready for bed.

As I went to my room and got ready for bed. I heard a noise again. It was against my window again. I looked out and it wasn’t an animal. It looked like a rock or a pebble hitting against it. I opened my window and looked down and nothing was there. I just thought someone was playing one of their pranks. I was just sorta confused at the time.

The next morning was Sunday. My mother, my brother, my sister and I got ready to go to church. When church was over, we went to the store to get groceries. I went to go get what I wanted. As I was heading back to my mom with the stuff I wanted, I saw Charles talking to my mom. I tried to turn back around, but that is when my mom stopped me and said, “Saydee, will come here?” So I walked over towards her and Charles. I told my mom before she could say anything to me, if I we are done here and can we go home, I have to do homework. Even though I got my homework done I wanted to leave.

After that was over we went home in a silent car until, Dylan turned on the radio. When we got to the house I saw a car parked in our driveway. Everyone asked why is there a car in the driveway. Our mom said just keep calm it’s a surprise. When we walked in the door, and we saw Charles. We all had a confused look on our face. When we got everything in and put away that is when things got crazy.

Charles, was a crazy man. When him and my mother separated he went nuts. He needed help and no one else tried to help him besides my mom, and when she did, he hurt her. As he was in our house, he went crazy again. He began obsessive again. When he came toward me he

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Dare

I woke up nauseous and felt a searing pain on my upper left arm then, aimlessly walking around I found my camera on a table. I observed the camera for a few seconds when all of a sudden a jolt of pain ran through my head, memories flashing and sounds racing in my head making my temples throb in agony. I fell back in terror as I remembered what had happened. I remembered it was a sunny day with my friends, and I playing a game of basketball. I made two backwards shots; it made the hoop both times. Later on in the day, we walked around and ate a bunch of food.

By the time, we were done it was sundown. My friends and I played a game of truth or dare. It was my turn being asked the question “truth or dare?” of course me being brave and outgoing I replied “dare.” My friend looked at me for a second and shrugged, while replying, “okay then get ready for what I’m about to dare you, I dare you… to go inside the murder shack.” I looked at her in shock “ do you hate me or something because last time I checked, friends don’t want other friends to die,” I replied. My friend made an annoying sound that kind of went like bawk bawk bawk!

I hastily turned on my heel, heading for the house to get my camera that was fully charged. I walked back outside where my friends were shooting hoops again, I gave them a blank look and said, “ if I get to go inside a psychotic murder’s house you to can at least follow me there until I go inside.” They looked at each other and silently approved then replying, “fine,” in unison. I turned on the camera and we walked in bitter silence.

By the time we walked to the edge of town it was 8:00 at night and my friends, and I had regrets of passing the police tape around the trees. Just a few more steps, and I could just barely see the worn down mess of a house with graffiti all over it. We all slowing walked up to the house shaking, shivering, and breathing way faster than we should. I was at the front steps the beating of our hearts abruptly stopped when my hand touched the almost broken, rusty doorknob. I gulped then slowly turned the doorknob and went inside I looked around, but there was no movements or sounds coming even from the shadows. I looked at my friends who were still just out side the door will wide eyes and huddling together.

I pulled out my camera and took a selfie, I looked at it with a smile, and I saved it to my camera roll. The hairs on the back of my neck spiked up when all of a sudden two swift, loud booms echoed through the house. I turned around shocked to see my friends on the ground pale, bloody, and dead… I screamed and ran to the nearest exit, which was a broken window just to my right. I sprang out the window with glass fragments slicing my skin, but at the time I could barely feel it. I sprinted out to the trees, which happens to be the opposite way I came.

Before I could even comprehend what was going on I heard a gunshot and my left arm was stinging in pain. I had tears streaming down my face, blood gushing out of my arm, but my instincts told me o sprint as fast as I can to my house, so I can call the po-po and be safe. I ran and ran as fast as my legs could take me. My heart was pounding, I had a repulsive headache, and my vision was blurred. My senses came back to me when I saw the town. Luckily and, coincidentally my house was just on the edge of town.

I looked behind me and saw no sign of the mysterious, and anonymous murderer. I became calm but still shocked and on edge. I jogged the rest of the way to my house and opened the door, and then I quickly locked it. I was severely weakened and I couldn’t use my left arm at all, and I used every last bit of my energy running through the forest. I set my camera on my table and headed for the bathroom to put an adhesive on my left arm and took pain medication.

I walked towards my couch and sat down and decided to lie down for a while because my legs felt like they were burning. I soon drifted off to sleep completely forgetting to call the police or an ambulance. I came back to reality from that horrible flashback from hours earlier. I want it to all be a dream, but it isn’t. All of that is in the past and I’m happy to be alive and to have survived the day I almost got killed. I turned around when I heard my floor creak, just then I saw a horrible sight I never wanted to see again. It was the same shadowy, and anonymous figure from before. I thought I was hallucinating and that I was crazy, but the figure held up its gun straight at me. I was frozen still and wide-eyed thinking this is my end. The figure only stood there and seconds later it said “ Excuse me but I seemed to have missed my shot earlier, I hope you don’t mind me giving it another try…” Then it all went black. That was the day I died just from playing a game of truth or dare… The end.

The High Life

 

The High life

She walked in from the most important day of her life. Her father was laying on the floor with a bottle of alcohol in his hand, but she was use to that. Everyday she would come home and see that her dad had drunk so much he had passed out. Her mom was killed when she was little, she was murdered. Ever since then her father went down hill. She worked everyday to try and provide for herself. Some nights she would leave and try to forget what was going on at home, but no matter what she did, it was imprinted in her brain. Those nights she would run to her moms grave and just lay there and cry because there was no way to escape this life, Or maybe there was.

She walked into the house her father was awake for once. He still didn't say anything to her. He just sat there. He looked a little out of it, like he was going to freak out at any second, but that was his face when he wasn't passed out.

“Aspen,” he said.

“Yes dad,” said Aspen hesitantly.

“ Could you get me a beer out of the fridge,” said dad.

She didn't say anything; she just walked away, But as she was turning away, she felt a firm grip on her arm. She tried to break free but she couldn’t. Now this wasn't the first time this had happen, so she knew how to get out, but this time was different. It was as if  he was going to go insane, and it scared her. She had always been afraid of her father, but this time her fear was on a whole new level.

All of a sudden his face turned red, and he started yelling at Aspen. She tried to escape, but she couldn’t. He got out a gun, when all of a sudden her grandmother came running into the door. She pulled the gun from his hands, and hit him with the end of it. He fell straight to the ground. Grandma just had a surprised look on her face, and all Aspen could do was cry. Upon her wrists where the marks from where his hands had been, and the blood from his nails digging into her remained on her arms. She couldnt understand how a person could be that cruel.

Aspen and her grandmother had dinner together, and then she left. Aspen wished that she could come with her, but she knew that her grandfather would not approve, and her grandmother would not dare tell him. After grandma left, Aspen went to her room to practice her dance for her recital that she was so excited for.There would be scouts there for Juilliard, which is a performing arts school in New York City, and it is crazy expensive to get into. She knew that she would have to get a full ride scholarship to be able to go there, and if she didn't get in, then there would be no college for her because she didn't have the money to afford it. She was good, really good, She went to nationals every year and won, so she hoped that she could pull this off, and not to mention that it was her dream.

If you have ever seen Aspen in the halls you would know within two seconds of looking at her that she lived and breathed dance, and she wanted to do nothing else but that. You can always find her dancing in the hallways. People always make fun of her for it, but she didn't listen to any of them. She didn't care what they had to say. They all had mommies and daddies who would would pay for them to go to college, so it didn't really bother her when they said those things.   

   Day of Audition

It was just a normal day, and she did her normal routine and headed out the door. At school she couldn't wait to get out, and as soon as the final bell rang, she rushed to her gym locker to grab her clothes and stretch and all that good stuff. Oddly enough, she didn't find herself to be nervous at all because it was so natural to her.

The curtain opened, and she could see them—there they were, in the front row. She took a deep breath and started to move. When she got done, the audience cheered and gave her a standing ovation. She walked off stage, and two people in black suit with clipboards came up to her.

“Are you Aspen Jones?” the women questioned.

“Yes mam I am,” said Aspen.

The man said,“Very fine. Well, Aspen, we would like to invite you to go to Juilliard in New York City and we will give you a full ride scholarship,We would love to meet with your parents, so if you could point me….”

“No, that won't be necessary. I mean I don't have any parents, well I have a father but he is an alcoholic, and my mother was killed when I was about three,” said Aspen.

“Oh, no dear. That is too bad…. I’ll tell you what: we will still give you the scholarship because you, my child, are one of the best dancers I have ever seen in my many years of being a scout,” said the woman.

Aspen gave the women a big hug and tears filled her eyes. She couldn't wait to tell her grandmother. So she rushed to her grandmother's house. When she arrived, she didn't even knock on the door, she just rushed in.She looked around for her grandmother but she was no where to be found but she knew that she likes to sit in the basement by the fireplace. When she arrived downstairs she saw something that she thought she would never seen and something she didn't really want to see— her grandmother lying on the floor with a bullet in her head. There was a gun lying next to her, and she knew that it was her dad's gun. She began to sob as she ran out the door to her house, her dad was not home, which was not surprising because he is always at a bar. She flung open the door to her room and grabbed her picture frame of all of her family and slammed it onto the floor, and the glass flew everywhere. She threw herself onto her bed and cried. She felt like she had nothing left. She knew that the only thing keeping her alive was the fact that the she is gonna get to do what she loved.

She heard the front door slam and her grandfather walked into her room and said.

“I killed your grandmother and now i'm going to kill you……..”

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Who Killed Jimmy

Who Killed Jimmy

        There I was lying on the ground. I couldn’t feel my legs or arms. I tried to get up but I couldn’t. I felt like a slug. I looked into the mist, I thought I could see a human figure.

        I started to scream, “Help, help please!”

        The man in the mist disappeared. So there I was lying there, deathless no help at all, no sign of survival or living. Memories started to flow into my head, I started to remember my family. I could still smell my mother's amazing tea.

        That’s when the strength hit me. I started to push up. I could feel myself leaving the ground. I keep going, and going. When I was half way there something happened. I could feel a large figure grab me and slam me to the ground.

        I yelled, “Who are you, what do you want from me?”

        The man replied, “I want your soul.”

That’s when everything went dark.

“Eight hours earlier.”

        I walked down stairs to my mom and said, “Hey mom, what’s for breakfast?”

        She replied, “Tea, eggs, and toast honey.”

        She always knew I loved her tea. Her tea tasted as if you were drinking tea from heaven. One sip of that baby and you would be in love.

        After breakfast I went to work. I worked at a programing company for Microsoft. I was there top programmer. We were building an app that could let you see threw objects. A lot of people think that it won't work though, so It’s up to me to explain how it works. A couple came in that day and asked how it worked?

        I said, “Well it uses advanced technology. It sends waves through the object to see what’s on the other side, when it finds out it projects it on the screen. The couple seemed amazed. They were in disbelief.

        They started to say, “No, no that’s impossible.”

        I replied, “Yes impossible to the naked eye, want to see it work?”

        They both said happily, “Yes, yes we would love to!”

        “Follow me then.”

        I brought them to the computer that has the program on it. I had them put a cabinet in front of it. I turned on the machine and it showed them behind it. I screenshotted the picture and told them to get over here. They came and saw the pictures. They were astonished.

        They said, ‘That’s amazing, but what is it used for?”

        I replied, “Well that’s a very good question. It is used for police that have to look through walls for dangerous people.”

        They said, “Oh ok that makes since.”

        The couple eventually left. It was my job to fix the bug in the program. After all of that I was driving home. I was probably thirty minutes from home. That’s when it all happened. I saw a red laser on my chest. I looked at the direction.  I saw a sniper aiming at me. I tried to swerve and miss it. It hit me though. My car ran off the bridge. I hit the land at the bottom. I crawled out of the hot steaming metal.

        That’s when I saw him. The man who shot me.

He came down and said, “I finally got you!”

I asked, “Who are you what do you want?”

He replied, “Nothing, I just want you to die.”

“Why?”

“I have my reasons.”

He started to walk way into the midst of the car.”

“No please don’t go,  save me!”

I realized I was alone. I knew I was going to die, so there I was lying on the ground. I couldn’t feel my legs or arms. I tried to get up but I couldn’t. I felt like a slug. I looked into the mist, I thought I could see a human figure.

        I started to scream, “Come back save me!’

        The man in the mist was gone when I looked back up.

I knew I was going to die. I know it was game over for me. I wish I could redo my life. I wish I could make things better. I wish I could do all these things. I wish I could take it all back. I wish I put all my effort in fight world hunger. I wish I could help save many lives. I wish I could go to war.

        Who knew when you were dying you would regret your life.

        I said, “I wish I could tell my mom I love her one last time.”

That’s when it happened. My organs failed right there. I could feel myself going into a deep sleep.  I tried to stay awake. No, no I can’t go. I have to tell my mom I love her. I can’t leave her! Then I passed away.

        My ghost came out of my body, I was floating up into heaven. I looked down at me. I could see the bullet hole still. I thought to myself. I just died….