Chica pov
I was in the kitchen cutting a pumpkin for Halloween I began to cry October 31 is foxy's birthday I dropped the knife and slide down to the grown I put my hands on my face and cry harder I saw the chairs moving I new it was foxy's ghost but I didn't freak out I just wanted to cry the chair went back to there places and saw foxy but he wasn't scary he looked like he was before I looked up he held his hand out to me I placed my hand on his he pulled me into a hug " I know you didn't mean to " he said to me,I close my eyes and hugged back until Freddy walked in "chica what are you doing?" I looked at Freddy but I didn't see foxy anymore I frowned "nothing." I answered and pick up the knife and started to cut the pumpkin again.