poor elizabeth... anyway's guess who's home....dad. that fucking furry killer. and on his fucking fancy shirt. blood.....god. blood so..so much blood. just like when you fed your brother to fredbear...... god what have this shitty family become.. c.c gone. five fucking kids are dead. god and little elizabeth is gonna be so scared if she seen him like this.. father with blood all over him... and oh god is that gut's on him oh god that monster...
"you had fun didn't you ..you monster." you try to hint to him that you knew what the fucker did well he got the hint and grin "looks like little elizabeth doesn't have a friend anymore." "...what."you said "o-oh god what have you done to charlie"
"oh don't be so winly" (bitch did I spell that right-)
"YOU KNOW YOU JUST KILLED ELIZABETH'S BEST FRIEND CHARLIE RIGHT?! AND ON TOP OF THAT YOU KILLED THE CHILD OF YOUR BEST FRIEND" you yelled
"brother? father? why are you guy's yelling? " said sleepy little elizabeth "nothing! sorry elizabeth come on! let's get you back to bed " you say as you get her up the stairs to her room
how....how did she not notice... elizabeth......are you okay?
GOD AM FINALLY DONE WITH THIS BISH
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