THURSDAY JANUARY 23RD, 2016.

My hands are shaking. I'm rapidly fidgiting with the pencil in my hand. I'm sweating with fear. Today is the school art project. It's always a pain to think of something, even if you have done it a million times before. This phenomenon is called an art block. Where you have a hard time thinking of what you are going to draw, make, etc. Even though I have had a MILLION ART BLOCKS BEFORE. I think I can do it. While the teacher was explaining some ideas I thought of my own idea. It took a while but I decided to choose a character called... Freddy Fazbear. A animatronic robot bear. I was going to try to make him as detailed as I could. I grabbed a pencil and then the teacher yelled "NO DRAWING YET". Every student froze and looked at who the teacher was talking to. I quickly placed my pencil down as I looked around to see everyone looking at me. I froze and looked back at the teacher. She continued, and I sat there embarrassed while students whispered into each others ears. I was listening until I heard a "thump thump". Until all of us heard a "thump thump". We all froze. Something mechanical was roaming the hallways. We were suddenly all scared. I didn't know what to do. I peaked out the window. A human in a mechanical suit bashed into a classroom.

I saw a army green mechsuit. This mechsuit wasn't very big. And I couldn't make out who was inside. But this was a problem, a very big problem. Nobody seemed to notice except for me and my friend Shawnn, who sits beside me in art class. Shawnn pointed at the window and then the bell rang. I grabbed my piece of paper to finish my drawing at home. I was able to finish it and I showed it to my mom. She said I did a good job. I wanted to call Shawn about the guy in the mechsuit but I couldn't open my contacts. I knew I would see him tomorrow at school anyway.

FRIDAY JANUARY 24TH, 2016.                                                                                                         I woke up. And noticed my picture. WAS GONE. I froze looked around at my hands. I wasn't in a dream. "I swear I left it on the desk to my left!" I looked to my left, not there, I looked to my right, not there, I looked under my bed, guess what... NOT THERE EITHER. Soon I was looking all around my room. "We have to give this to the teacher, where could it have possibly gone!?" I said to myself. I froze, I recently saw a robber report on the news. My stress grew more. "Could he have stole it!?" I said to myself. But my stress grew less because "Why would he want a silly drawing" I jokingly said. "Why, to start a business?" I jokingly said. I thought for a bit. If he did start a business what would it be called... "Freddy's Cake Place" or "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria"? I chuckled. Then I heard running from outside my room. I went to see who it was. A guy in a purple suit ran down my stairs with my paper. And on the top of the page he had written down three words: Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. I ran down the stairs after him. But I was too slow.