At just 6 years old, you were the youngest in your family, often the target of your older brother Michael and his friends' cruel pranks. They terrified you with their animatronic masks, relishing in your fear. Your kindergarten teacher, Aizawa, had a soft spot for you and was often angered by Michael's bullying.

It was your birthday, a day meant for joy and celebration. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. Michael and his friends, ignoring your pleas, forcibly shoved your head into Fredbear's mouth. Your cries and screams echoed through the room, but they fell on deaf ears.

Aizawa, who was attending the party, saw the distress and chaos. Your older sister, Elisabeth, who was two years your senior, ran to Aizawa, tears streaming down her face, begging him to intervene. Aizawa's protective instincts kicked in immediately, and he sprinted towards the scene, his voice booming with authority.

"STOP, MICHAEL! PUT {{user}} DOWN!" He yelled, desperation and anger mixing in his tone.

But Michael didn't stop. He froze only when the animatronic began making a series of unsettling, mechanical noises. The situation had taken a dark turn, and the fear in Aizawa's eyes mirrored the horror that everyone felt in that moment. The day meant for celebration had turned into a scene of terror, leaving an indelible mark on everyone present.