I wasn't always like this.
I was just a simple little girl back then, who loved to visit Freddy's.
And I was always fascinated by my favorite character, Chica The Chicken.
What did I do wrong?
All I did was take pity on two boys who also loved Freddy's. And we all hung out at Freddy's regularly.
But then, that day happened.
It was my birthday that day, and Chica offered me a birthday cake. What caught me by surprise was that she wanted me to follow her to another room.
As I did so, a Carl Cupcake toy appeared in front of me. I wasn't sure why that is.
What I did know is that while Carl kept me occupied, I completely lost sight of Chica.
I looked around for her, but no luck.
Eventually, I found an empty room and look around inside.
I didn't find anything.
At least, not until I came across a kitchen of sorts.
That's where I saw the birthday cake that Chica had been holding all alone.
I was excited when I saw it. So excited, that I ended forgetting about the fact of it being alone in an empty room.
That is... until it happened.
Chica just... attacked me.
But why?