A young boy with black hair and bright indigo eyes walked down the quiet hall, passing by nurses and doctors. He was following a young nurse, who eventually led him into a room where other children. The boy decided to stay quiet, looking at the children. A young girl caught his eyes as she sat on the floor coloring.
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free—
The young boy approached the girl, looking down at drawing. It was of a golden rabbit and a golden bear, both surrounded by a horde of children. The seven year old boy turned his attention to the girl. She long wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She wore a knee length red dress. She wore a necklace with a yellow rose on it, and it hung loosely around her neck.
I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free
The girl looked up at the boy, then leaned up with a bright smile. She lifted up her picture, showing it to the boy's face. "W-Who are they?" He asked, sitting down beside her. "The bunny is Spring Bonnie and the bear is Golden Freddy!" She giggled.
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, all the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change and it all will fade to black
Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?
Can I take another step? I've done everything I can
All the people that I see I will never understand
If I find a way to change, if I step into the light
Then I'll never be the same and it all will fade to white
"Where did you see them?" He asked. "At Fredbear's Family Diner, have you been there before?" She asked, returning to her drawing. "No, what's it like?" He sniffed, rubbing his eyes. She bounced up, her eyes shining with pure joy.
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free—
"It's the most magical place on earth! There are other animatronics that sing and stuff but Golden Freddy and Spring Bonnie are the best of all! They tell jokes, read stories, give out cake and pizza and soda, and you can get toys too!" She squealed.
I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free
"Toys?" The boy asked. "Yeah! Let me show you!" She nodded, scurrying to the other side of the room and going through a chest. She came back with two stuffed animals, one a golden bear, the other a golden rabbit. She handed him the rabbit as she sat back down.
And maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, all the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change and it all will fade to black
If I make another move, if I take another step
Then it all would fall apart. There'd be nothing of me left
If I'm crying in the wind, if I'm crying in the night
Will there ever be a way? Will my heart return to white?
Can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me where I am?
I've forgotten how too see; I've forgotten if I can
If I opened up my eyes there'd be no more going back
'Cause I'd throw it all away and it all would fade to black
"Cool!" The boy exclaimed. "You can keep that one, I'll get another the next time I go," She smiled. "Thank you..."
"My name is Mary Jane Richards, but can just call me Mary. What's your name?" She asked with a smile.
"I'm Vincent Fitzgerald," He smiled.
I do not own Bad Apple, I only own my OC Jane.