Restart- Micheal afton OLD! DISCONTINUED!

QUICK DISCLAIMER

This is an old story. 

Its bad, cringy and not very popular. I threw away all of the ideas from this story so im just restarting in a clean slate my more developed story. 

The name is whispers in the dark and its a story that blends some original concepts along with the five nights at freebies franchise. 

Instead of reading this one, I would really appreciate it if you would read the other more thought-through one. 

Here's the description of my new story-> 

Clair Thorne is a Chronobiologist in her 60s. She created a time machine in which she uses to go back to save a boy named Micheal Afton who died in her arms. As she creates an alternate timeline and is reversed to her age in the 80s, she is chased by a group of people that aren't particularly fond of her creation and want her dead. Will she be able to save Micheal? will she be able to save the victims who died in the hands of the man behind the slaughter? If she saves them, who is going to save her? //// This is a redo of my past story "restart" which I basically stole most of the writing styles and jokes. This is an original story and a test of my writing skills + creativityI do not own any of the FNAF characters or themes, please enjoy. 

anyways here the old crappy story just because. 

Falling...

Thats all I felt.

You know those nightmares, in were you are just falling as if somebody pushed you or something? thats how I felt. The difference is that my situation ISN'T a dream.

Oh yeah, this totally wasn't a dream.

For a second, falling felt nice. The air rustling my h/c hair at high speeds, the warm spring sunshine covering the roofs of millions of homes.

A silhouette of a person was at the top of the roof in which I can only presume, is the roof that I fell from.

I brace for impact but it never comes instead, everything just stops and then it all when dark. The sun just spawned out of my life and I heard distant screaming. It took me more than to realize that the screaming came from me. A second that I didn't have. i felt like I was being shut down like a machine

.

.does this mean im dead?

.

fluorescent white light. I squeeze my eyes shut but I just can't keep the light out.

annoying and bright.

I used to be able to describe people that way. I think...

there's a white sheet draped over my whole body. somehow it just made the white light even worse.

it took me a minute to process what I felt...

I WAS ALIVE!

OH HECK, WHAT A MIRACLE!

the second I realized, that a shocking pain came from my left shoulder to my brain like a tidal wave.

excitement grew around me.

"she's alive"

"get the doctor!"

"she's better off..."

"my baby girl..."

I try to make out who's there but the light was just too painful.

I thrashed around, blinking wildly. everything hurts and by everything I mean my neck and my left arm. blurry images come into focus.

A strange lady took off the white piece of paper from my body and I finally realized how cold I was.

The lady looked very tired, with heavy purple bags under her hazel eyes and her blonde hair in a sloppy bun, a blanket over her shoulders. She looked cautious and fearfull towards not only me but a man that was beside her. he had y/e/c and short dark hair with few strings gray and white hair hairwhich made him look like a bit more than 40 years old. he looked stiff (not that way you dirty minded people)and inpatient.

The doctor came inside the room, a light skinned male with silver blue eyes and bald head. he was about 5'11 or 6 ft tall wearing a doctors coat and a determined look in his face that made a little bit better. his presence was comforting in a way that i couldn't describe it.

his head shinned at the reflection of the fluorescent lights, you almost let out a chuckle.

"alright ms. y/l/n it's time to get you out of here"the doctor said a bit impatiently"lets do one last test before you leave kay?"

I tried to nod but my head was pounding.

they took a few tests and the doctor left for a bit.

I try to raise my hands to cover my face but suddenly I'm tangled in wires and tubing. a clip on my finger in connected to a beeping machine next to me. an IV bag hangs from the pole above it.

"honey..." the lady called me out.

"how did you fall? you know what I don't even care, after this you grounded until Christmas.why?insurance isn't cheap." the man stood up towering over me showing dominance(YOU DIRTY LITTLE-)

"uh, sir? um I'm sorry, but...

who are you?"

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WHATS UP PEOPLE, ITS YO GIRL SAMMY.

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I couldn't have made this chapter possible with ought my best friend Kylie

shout out to you!

Thank you for reading the first chapter of my story!