Y/N's POV
You are kinda wishing you stayed home. Today, you got a question wrong in math, and you got spanked by your crazy-phsyco teacher Baldi.
You are so mad that you would kick over a vending machine.
The bell rings, and you turn to leave when something grabs your arm and you turn around with a growl.
Standing before you is Playtime.
Most kids described her as weird and creepy.
Just staring into her scribbly eyes made you... not shrink in fear, or laugh, but made you wish you could dive into them and never come out.
Oh what would they all think of that.
She looked up into your eyes with a worried expression.
"Are you ok?"
Her weird voice asked, ringing off the walls.
You turn your head away for a moment, then pull your hand away from the little girl.
"Leave me alone."
You hiss, and walk away from her heartbroken expression.
She was just trying to help... and you didnt want to make her sad...
But you just wanted to be alone.
You walk home with a heavy heart.
