It was morning. the sun shone through the window. My Fredbear plush sat on my bed. I don't know how it got there, It just appeared one day. It even talks to me. dad says I'm crazy, but I don't care, anyway, my dads evil.
My brother is also evil. he hangs out with a gang of teens. My dad is very proud of him. My mom died when I was little. Some even say my dad killed her. I don't believe that.
My dad thinks I'm a wimp. "You have to right to be in my family." He would say. My older brother would smirk behind him.
"I'm a fox." My older brother would say. He said that it symbolized smart and evil put together. He even bought a fox mask to prove his point. He would never take it off. he also gave his gang animal symbols and matching masks.
Just down the road was a Dinner called Fedbear's Family Dinner. I hated that place. It's were my brother and his gang hang out, and were my dad does bad stuff. I always fear that one of them will jump out at me. So I hide under the table and cry.
My dad is planning a big "surprise" party for me. I knew it was to good to be true, and a fear that I am going to get what was coming for me for 5 years.