Disclaimer: I do not own "Five Nights at Freddy's" and its characters.


Hihihi~

Isn't it wonderful? Isn't it great? I've never been so happy in my whole life! Uh… Should I really say it like that? I'm not alive anymore, so… Figures – the only moment when I'm happy is when I'm no longer alive…

After the initial shock of seeing my lifeless body right in front of me – so that's how a human corpse looks! – I realized that I could see clearly. I can see! I'm so happy I could dance! My eyes are working the way they should at last! And the pain is gone! No more pain for me, no sir ~ Being a ghost isn't so bad!

Everyone else is not having as much fun as me though… They're screaming and throwing up everywhere… Even the police officers look distraught. You would have thought they'd be used to seeing that kind of thing, right? How embarrassing…

"Who is she? Where are her parents?"

Back at home, duh. Oooooh, go call them! I want to see how they react to seeing me like this! Maybe they'll think of it as an improvement – finally they got rid of me. I'm finally gone. Humpf, fat chance. Now that I'm a ghost, I can go anywhere! I can move around without anyone noticing.

I can haunt them forever. Hihihi~

I kneel next to my body and look at it curiously. Wow, I really did a number on my eyes… There's blood and bits of meat falling off… and my nails are all red. I sure hope they clean me up nicely for the funeral! I want to look pretty and peaceful – just like an angel. The angel that I am, heh.

Once they take my body away, I decide to get inside the diner. It's my first time there! Ooohh I wonder how the animatronics act! They're a bunny and a bear – both golden, with purple bowties; the bear has a purple top hat to match too. Ooooh purple! I love purple! But they don't look too good… The bear has a weird expression… like he's horrified. And the bunny keeps tapping his shoulder, looking sad.

"Fredbear," she calls. "Fredbear, please answer me…"

Why do they both look sad? This was all for the best, really – I feel great! No more pain, no more no-seeing, no more being useless. I can do anything now! I can – hey, I wonder if I can mess up the TV and stuff like ghosts can in the movies…

I look up at the camera on the diner and try to touch it. My hand goes right through. Hm… I think I have to practice before I can touch things…


Good things never last...

I spent the whole night up, and I don't even feel tired. With being a ghost I don't need to eat or sleep, which is great. I thought there were only advantages from being a ghost – but then it hit me...

No one can see me.

No matter what I do, no matter how loudly I scream, no one notices I'm there. It's just like at home… No one notices me… What can I do to make people see me? I'm new to this ghost thing; shouldn't someone teach me how to use my powers, if I have any? Do they really expect a sweet little girl like me to figure it all out on her own?

Things aren't being fun anymore now. My parents were shocked to hear about me dying, but they didn't look sad. I just heard them talk about "suing the diner", whatever that means. Everyone is worrying about the diner – everyone talks about the "tragedy that struck the diner".

Well, what about me?! What about the tragedy that struck me?! I was a sweet girl who no one cared about, who died on the sidewalk! But does anyone feel sad about my death?

NO!

They're sad about that stupid, miserable diner and its stupid, miserable robots! What's so great about them anyway?! They're just two stupid robots! They're not even living things! I was – yet no one cares! They spent, what, two minutes talking about my death and my parents, but then it was a whole hour to go on and on about what would happen to the robots once they shut down the diner. Who cares about you, Angelica? You're just one kid, there's plenty of them out there; the robots, now they are one of a kind. They're more important than you, that's for sure.

… You know what? That's the problem. There are too many kids. No one cares if one or two die. There's plenty more out there. What's one dead kid – nothing!

Nothing has changed, has it…? I was already a ghost when I was alive – invisible, no one cares, no one sees – and now it's even worse. What was I thinking, going "oh it's all great, it's wonderful"?! How stupid am I? Things wouldn't just become wonderful with the snap of a finger – I have to make them wonderful. Wonderful for me.

And I know just how to do it…

All those children, thinking they are so much better than me. Just because they are healthy, and their parents love them oh so much. All those people feeling sad for the diner and its robots – poor babies, gonna lose all their money because of one silly girl who decided to die right in front of the building.

Weeeell – it's all downhill from here for you, Mr. Fredbear, and your friend Miss Bonbon. I heard you were being sold to some company called Fazbear Entertainment, is that right? You think having your precious little diner close down is bad? You ain't seen nothing yet, you stupid fat bear! Guess who will be following you down to your new home? That's right – I can go do whatever I want now. Sweet little Angelica goes wherever you go~

I'll ruin everything for you, and those brats. Just like my life was ruined, so will theirs. Just like I died before my time, so will they. All your precious little kids will die in the place they love most. Oh, how wonderful is that~ How desperate will they be that they can never leave again; how broken will their parents be? I can't wait

I'll start a brand new "friend collection"… Friends that will never leave… Friends that will do what I tell them to… Friends that will gather even more friends…

It will be so. Much. Fun~