Before you start reading, note that all of the characters are animals, but they have human traits. That means that they walk, talk, think, eat, and mostly look like humans. Just thought you would like to know! If you have any questions just comment! Enjoy!
My name is Chris. I'm a red fox and I have red hair down to my shoulders and rust colored eyes. I never thought that my life could change so quickly, but it did. One event changed my friends and my lives forever. It all began one day at school.
Me and my friends, Jason, Bradly, and Molly, walked down the halls to our next class. Jason was a bear and had short, brown hair and brown eyes. Bradly was a radbbit and had long, purple, dyed hair and blue eyes. Molly was a chiken and had long, yellow died hair that went down to her waist and brownish yellow eyes. "High School sucks, doesn't it?" Jason asked. "High School? Try school period," I replied. He smiled and slightly laughed. The four of us walked into Mr. Bigger's class. He was our History teacher. He was a wolf and had short, grey hair and kind, blue eyes. He was a pretty cool guy. He liked to talk about what kids were interested in, like the history of video games and stuff like that. But my favorite thing about him is that he was interested in the paranormal, like I was.
We took our seats at our four chaired desk. We were the first ones to class. Mr. Biggers was in the front of the room, sitting at his desk. Reviewing today's lesson I guessed. The classroom it self wasn't very big. I mean, the actuall room was big, but most of the space was taken up by book shelves and spare desks. I guess I couldn't blame anyone for the lack of space, after all, it was a new school that we had just moved into.
Mr. Biggers stood up and started to write something on the board. "Paranormal Markings," he wrote. 'Yes!' I thought, 'Another ghost lesson!' I took out my note book and pencil. "How do you actually like this kind of stuff?" Bradly asked. I laughed, "Just because you can't stand alittle scare doesn't mean other people can't." He elbowed me and I silently laughed.
As more kids started to come into the classroom, Mr. Biggers sat back down at his desk and looked across the room. He began to take attendance. He didn't usually make us call out our names, instead he just looked to see who was there and who wasn't.
When he was done, he closed his notebook and stood up in front of the board. "Has anyone here ever heard of a Paranormal Mark?" He asked the class. I looked around and saw that no one had raised their hand. I knew what a Paranormal Mark was, and appearantly I was the only one. I slowly raised my hand. "Ok, Chris. Can you tell me what a Paranormal Mark is?" Mr. Biggers asked. I nodded, "A Paranormal Mark basically is anything a living person or spirit use to mark another person. Usually for death or for capturing a soul and putting it into some sort of object."
Mr. Biggers nodded, "Exactly." He paced at the front of the room. "It's exactly how Chris explained it. Now some of you may be wondering why we're talking about Paranormal Marks instead of history today is because there have been some rumors about hauntings at one of the local restaurants," he explained. He continued talking and Jason nudged my arm. "I think he's talking about that place where you work," he whispered. "You're probably right," I replied. "Where is it that you work at again?" He asked. I rolled my eyes, "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria. It's only the tenth time I've told you." He shrugged.
"I'm sure Chris can put some of those rumors to rest," Mr. Biggers continued. "What? Oh, of course," I said. His statement sort of caught me off guard. "All of the reports of blood and mucus coming from the eyes of the animatronics are all fake. I've worked at the Pizzaria for about a year no, and I take care of the mainlanders of the animatronics and the security system. I know that nothing is wrong with the animatronics. And the weird smells, that's just the sewers. We have a whole system of them under the resturant," I explained. Mr. Biggers pointed at me, "There ya go. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria isn't haunted."
The rest of the day was normal, aside from the surprise tests we had in almost every class. The final bell rang and Jason, Bradly, Molly, and me walked down the hallway to the back of the school. "You gotta go straight to work again?" Bradly asked. I nodded. "Come on. It's a Friday, and besides, you never hang out with us anymore," Molly said. I shook my head, "I don't see why you guys refuse to come to work with me." Bradly laughed. "What?" I asked. "Oh. It's just that you think that we'll actually come with you to that creepy place," he replied. I shook my head and walked out the back doors and got on my bike. "Your lose," I said as I rode towards Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria.