Literature
Five Nights at Daycare: Night 1
I didn't do a lot of fun stuff in my life, it always felt like anything that made me happy was denied or stolen. When I finally did get time to myself, it was very short-lived. At least I could tell my problems to my stuffed animals; they'd not only understand, but they'd listen without interruption. I had a bunny, a fox, a chicken, and my favourite: a teddy-bear. I loved them very much for always being in my life and sometimes wished they were real and would take care of me like I was their actual little girl. So I was actually an adult, I didn't really care. Little did I know that my life would be changed forever.... in more ways than