I stand outside of the restaurant that I have loved for years Fredbears Family Diner. The first time I visited I was just five years old, but the two robotic bears didn't scare me instead I had made the two best friends of my life.

Today I had run away from my home as I thought my parents didn't love me anymore. I never felt true love from them, I felt betrayed. Just like everyone else in my life.

I hear a car pull up behind me as I look into the restaurant, the car door opens and I hear a man step outside of it. He puts his hand on my shoulder.

VOICE: "What's wrong little one?"

CHILD: "I ran away from home, no one loves me anymore."

I sniff.

VOICE: "I will love you, I'll give you a second chance. I'll get you something to eat wait here."

His voice was soothing like my parents, I sat down cross legged waiting for the return of this caring man.

I hear footsteps.

CHILD: "Who's there?"

VOICE: "It's me."

It was the same man as before.

He puts a cupcake on a plate in front of me, he lays his hand on my shoulder again.

VOICE: "Stay safe my love, I will return, I always do."

I take a bite of the cupcake, it was delicious. That man was kind to give me food. I make the decision to go back to my parents and apologise to them. I eat the rest of the cupcake and stand up.

A numbing feeling takes over my body and I collapse. I stare into the restaurant again.

'That man betrayed me, just like the rest.'

I look to the dumpster and next to it and I see an empty costume. The costume had a black slender figure with a white mask.

I crawl over to it slowly and weakly, I grab its hand and I lay still. A pulling is all I feel as I pass out.

'That man, he betrayed me, just like everyone else. My life is over, but my need for revenge will live on. I need my revenge on them, the bullies, the bad people. That man. I will have my revenge.'

A white pinprick dot in both eyes of the costume illuminate the rest of the thin slits, purple tear tracks travel from the eyes into the mouth of the costume. It stands up..

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