Gift of Life (FNAF Story) Chapter 1. 1987
My name is Charlie. I am sixteen years old and I am not like other people. I have more secrets than anyone. I am intelligent, my mind studies the nature of my surrounding that I was born with. My mind is like a computer, but smarter and with more memory storage. I can also see things no one can with the ability to see through others emotions.
Like the boy next to me who has blue hair, gothic—blue lipstick, black eyeshadow, and glowing blue eyes. His emotion is carelessness for education, boredom, and wanting wild freedom. His name was Jake, but I'm beyond his friend. We never talk—only once but that was our last after he called me a loser.
I didn't care. He was sick in the brain to negotiate with.
A girl in the back next to Hazel name Lindsey lapped her jaws on gum with boredom and constantly give anyone the eye roll who gawk at her. She was pretty with blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin, and smart, and self-arrogant—in fact