Ever had that feeling, when you're so terrified, that you can't breathe? You can't move, or anything? You're just… There?
Sophia Wrighte knows that feeling all too well…
All too well…
Because terror, is NEVER too far.
Third Person Point Of View (POV) - 2 weeks ago…
"SOPHY!" 17-year-old Sophia Wrighte turned around at the sound of someone yelling her name. Well, her "nickname". She paused braiding her waist long (when braided) brown hair. (Her hair has most "fall" associated colors, like red, amber, gold, light brown, dark brown, etc.) Smiling slightly, she looked at her long time best friend, Kathie Coyaye (pronounced Ka-tee Koi-yay-yeh), and gave her a questioning look, trying to mentally "nudge" her into explaining why she screamed her name across their high school campus. When Kathie finally reached Sophia's hearing distance, she stated excitedly, "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is finally back in business! AND, they're offering a position for a night security guard!" Sophia laughed at her insane friend's excitement and weird statement. "And why are you telling me this?" She asked her, still laughing. "WELL… You never sleep anyways-" Sophia quickly interjected. "Say what now? I DO sleep. Not much, admittedly, but I do sleep…" Kathie glared at her. "Hush. Anyways, maybe this job will make you so exhausted, you'll finally be able to start sleeping!" Sophia chuckled. "I doubt it." Kathie looked at her pointedly. "At least apply? You DO need a job, and maybe it will help you!" Sophia giggled, shook her head, and said, "Fine. But, you have to leave me alone, even if I quit after the first night. Deal?" Sophia stuck her hand out. "Deal." Kathie stuck her hand out as well, and they proceeded to create their "secret hand shake".
Welp, Freddy's, here I come!