The Bite (my story for the challenge)

Five Days

I sighed, “Five days until the party, and I’m already dreading it.”  Almost my whole life my brother, Michael, would tease me, prank me, do anything he could to annoy me. Today was no different. He locked me in my room. I took a deep breath and looked around, my plushies were sitting in a pile in the corner. A blue rabbit, a yellow chicken, a brown bear, and a red fox, although it’s head was missing. “Mike probably stole it.” I said to myself.
            I look to my bed and see the last plush, a yellow bear with a purple hat and bowtie. Fredbear. I could swear its eyes were following my every move, waiting to ambush me when I was distracted. I went to leave the room, but just my luck, the door was locked. “Mike?” I called for him, no response, then Fredbear spoke to me, “He locked you in here.” I started crying. “LET ME OUT!!!” I banged on the door and pleaded, but alas, still no response. I was alone, locked in my room. I curled up on the floor by my door and weeped. Tomorrow is another day...