HEY, ma wolves! I had many ideas for a fnaf story, and I found the time to write this. Also, look out for a story soon, another fnaf one called 'change;.

Bye, my pack, and enjoy the story!

(And of course, I own NOTHING! (well, I am writing a book. that's something))

I was watching my little sister, playing, laughing, and having a great time. It was her birthday, after all. I was on a stool, watching, but not participating. I was eleven. Too old for those kiddy songs. But I loved my sister, who is turning six today, so I came when she asked me to come. I checked my watch. My mom would be back in a few minutes, and I wanted to see if they had an arcade. Minutes later, as I had guessed, our mom came. I asked her, and went off to find someone who worked there. I needed directions.

I saw a guy in an official looking attire. it had a badge, and the logo on it. His hair was purple, but I thought it was dyed. " Is there an arcade here?" I asked him. He turned to me. He smiled. "Of course. would you follow me?" He asked. "Sure." I said, fidgeting my hands. I was funny and friendly, but sometimes shy. This was one of those 'sometimes'. I followed him down a hall, and then down another. He opened a door, and gestured for me to go in.

Stepping in, I felt a hand on my back, and then a hard shove, making me fall down. I whipped my head around. The purple man was standing over me, a murderous grin plastered on his face, a demonic look in his eyes, and a knife in one of his hands. I gasped, and his grin got wider. I rapidly scooted back, farther away. He simply walked forward, flipping the knife around in his hand. "Well, look at that." His voice. It was actually not as demonic as the situation. It sounded like any other man.

" A scared kitty." He said. I remembered I was wearing an orange cat beanie. I was rounded into a corner. Trapped.

"A scared, itty bitty kitty." He looked like he had an idea, because he paused and thought for literally a moment. He raised the knife. "An itty bitty kitty." Were the last words I heard, before the knife was quickly lowered, and the world went black, into a world of hurt.

(I'M NOT DONE! MORE 2 DA CHAPTER!)

My body was still screaming in pain when my eyes opened. I felt... wet. I saw my hands drenched in blood. I lifted my head (I was leaned against a wall.) and saw the purple man. He was shuffling through a few costumes. He eyed one, and picked it up. He walked to me. I was terrified. "An itty bitty kitty." and the world went black again.