I very young. People never call me by my real name they call me kid. I don't care that much I just let them call me that. I am very small to others and I love the scent of strawberries. They are my favorite fruit in the world. That's what I think of the best place on Earth. The animatronics their smell like strawberries. I go to that place a lot with my mommy. It's called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is such a colorful place with these cool looking animatronics. They play us cool songs and give us pizza! The room always smells like pizza and the pizza their taste so good! I wish my mom can take me here everyday. That would be the best. I wonder how cool it is to be one of them. That would be so cool! Walking around like, beep boop bop! Everyone loves Foxy. The one thats white and has rosy cheeks. I don't like her that much, but I love Chica. She always brings me pizza and she makes me happy. Even though this place has been open for 6 days it feels like forever!

People told me this is the second time this place has opened up. I wonder why? The animatronics are nice, the pizza is delicious, the place looks brand new, and the workers are most of the time nice. There's this one guy that dresses in purple. He smells like rotten meat. He must be the cook, but I don't see him in the kitchen. He usually is in his office talking on the phone, wonder why? He's always ranting on about the puppet in the box. Whatever that means. The only box I see is a gift box and next to it is a music box that plays a nice tune, but the box is closed so I couldn't see the puppet.

Tomorrow is my friends birthday party. I am so excited! It's at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria! It is gonna be so fun. There is 4 of us in all going to the party not including the birthday kid. When I get there I am going to go right up to he animatronics and try to hug them.

Right now me and mommy are getting a present for my friend. What would a boy like for a present? A toy, a book, some barbie clothing? It's so hard to choose. My mommy said to get him a football because he loves football. But who needs a football? What's the fun of that?

It took a whole 30 minutes of screaming at the top of my lungs, but we go him a tutu. Now he can practice whatever he was doing with his dad. I hope it was the right gift or he is gonna be one sore loser tomorrow.

Whenever it comes to getting gifts this kid wants the best. If he doesn't get a good gift or get something he wants he cry's. What a crybaby, but if it is to get me into Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria then I will do anything. I can't wait for tomorrow!