Hi, this is my first story on fan fiction and since I read a lot of them beforehand, I decided to have a go at writing one myself.

I'm sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes and I would appreciate constructive criticism to help me carry on writing.

Also, I'm British. It is set in the USA but if I do get something wrong on how things are different in the UK and America then please tell me.

Please don't ask when the next chapter will be posted because I'm quite busy and it may be a while before the next one comes out, I do apologise for that.

The first chapter is a what is happening in the present and a introduction to the main character (Emilia Sky Thompson). Most of the story is a flashback from what happened.

If there are any questions then please do ask me. I may have forgotten something.

Disclaimer: I do not own Five nights at Freddy's or any of its characters expect my OCs

So, this was it then. I never thought it would end this way. He held the gun to my chest and smiled that horrible creepy smile he knows I hate. I gave a sad smile to Mike and the gang.

"Please, don't look...it will get messy," I said tiredly.

I'm done fighting, I'm done running, I already got what I wanted. I found out who did it and I found him. I'm so glad I found him. I held my last breath as I prepared for the inescapable.

"Goodbye..."

BANG

Earlier

The 14 year old fell onto the bed after a long evening. She could hear shouting downstairs, but she didn't care; she never did care.

Even after all the times this happened -and all the times she care- thus time she just felt, sick of it. She was sick of moving sick of horrible adults and children. She

Emilia looked at herself on the mirror; long flowing brown hair with bright green eyes and quite pretty, well, at least she would say. Not like she was cocky or anything. -_-

She looked at the time: 10:00pm. May as well get some sleep. She would be moving soon- like always. Why is it that every time she get moved, something goes wrong. Cause there all twats that's why.

She sighed. Why did life hate her so much? All that she had been through in her the past the... no. She wouldn't talk about that anymore. She couldn't. Her health issues would go through the roof... again.

Emilia did one last check of her bag for school, books, football kit, water gun, baseball bat and Taser. Hey, she needs help to keep the bullies at bay.

As much as she wanted to forget about her past, that old bunny on the dressing table wasn't helping that much. But... she couldn't get rid of it, it was what he gave her. It was precious. A memory. A reminder. A sign of hope.

The 14 year old changed into her pyjamas, climbed into to bed and turned of the light. The shouting had stopped. Finally. The longest argument any of them has had.

"Call the president, call the queen of England, call God down here," she thought smirking, "they have to know the shouting has stopped."

Sarcastic was she? Well no.

(BTW, that is sarcasm, if you didn't know. I'm just making sure you got it. You didn't get it? Well no 😉)

Emilia closed her eyes , at last, and after lots of uncomfortableness and thinking, she fell asleep

First chapter done. WooHoo! The chapters will gradually get longer and please please please please, don't judge the whole story on this chapter. It will get better when Emilia meets Mike and the gang.

*Spoiler alert*

Please review and give constructive criticism so it would help to me to write better. Like I said, it's my first story.

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This one was quite short and I do apologise for that but it is only the introduction.

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