{Just want to say this is my first story and might not be good and might have some grammer mistakes (I wrote this at 2 am) sorry now go ahead and read the story!}
Hi I'm Charlie, Charlie Emily to be specific and I'm going to tell you my story.
My father is Henry Emily and I don't know who my mother is, my fathers best friend was "William Afton"
Weird name right? Anyways he had 3 children and a wife Chris, Elizabeth, and Micheal were the kids names..
I was close friends with Elizabeth but unfortunately Chris had died due to one of Micheals pranks.. So we didn't talk too much anymore unless we did a project for school or our fathers were hanging out and brought us with.
I was sitting at one of the tables at 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria' which my father and William owned, and I was sitting across from Micheal, he looked like he hadn't slept in months..
Well I wouldn't either if I accidentally killed my little brother..
I felt bad not only for him but his family, I looked over to see kids swarm the gold looking bunny which I assume my dad was in.
He freed from their grasp and walked over to me he said, "Hey Char?"
"Yes?" I replied
"Do you mind taking out some trash? I would but I'm preoccupied and Will hasn't checked in yet." He said as he pointed at a trash bag.
"Sure dad."
"Thanks hun." He said as he walked back over to the children.
I walked over, grabbed the trash bag and walked out the doors "I hate doing this" I thought "it's so creepy behind the building" as I threw the trash away I saw a black van park.
Right when I saw the license plate I knew it was William.