A/N: Hey guys! This is my first FNAF fiction and I hope you guys enjoy, Hopefully this goes better than my other ones. (*AHEM* pokemon *AHEM*) This will be in first person BTW. Any criticism is welcome, also it really help to F&F Thanks! Also guys, sorry for any grammatical mistakes, I'm doing this about 2 AM ;w;
August 15th, 2014
"How many times do I have to tell you", I screamed, "The answers NO!"
"Ugh, fine..." My friend, Jill, said sadly. I saw she still had that determined look in her eyes though and I was still quite suspicious. Anyhow, You're probably wondering what she keeps bugging me about, Right? Well... It all began on August 8th. If you don't already know what it is, you were probably living under a rock, but to be fair I was too. That was the day it came out. Five Nights At Freddy's. I wasn't really that excited about it when I learned it existed three days ago. Somehow, at every available moment since then, all my friends have been bugging me about it nonstop! Hopefully that was the last time, maybe I could actually enjoy myself at the sleepover tonight, instead of declining requests to play the game all night.
The rest of the school day went fine, except... everyone still kept talking about that stupid game! It's driving me crazy! How about you work on your test instead of discussing theories! After the final bell rung I dashed through those doors like my life depended on it. Finally, making it to my house I exhaustively trekked up the staircase leading to my room and grabbed my pre-packed bag for the sleepover. Checking the clock hanging on the wall, I noticed I had a good half an hour left before I should leave. I knew what I should obviously do. A few seconds later I was out like a light.
Hurried whispers infested inside my sleeping brain as I struggled in my bed. After a while I woke up dizzily and brushed my hair. Grabbing my bag I made it downstairs, slipped on my shoes and jogged to my friends house, which was only a few blocks away. I rang the door bell to Jill's mansion like house as I waited patiently. A woman who had Jill's ebony black hair, probably her mother, openned the door and ushered me in. I saw Jill and some other people I didn't know sitting in a circle. As soon as I sat down with them, Jill uttered the words that started it all:
"I double-dog dare you to play Five Nights At Freddy's!"
