Third Person

Nikki's eyes widened with fear as Baldi came closer towards her. Nikki was about to get out of her chair when Baldi grabbed her by the arm, holding her firmly in place

"LET ME GO!" Nikki screamed out as she desperately began trying to yank away her arm from Baldi when she felt the ruler hit her across her cheek.

She was in shock for a few seconds before letting out a scream.

"96? 96 SLAPS FOR YOU!!"

Baldi then continued beating her down with the ruler, the harder he hit, the more the angry expression disappeared and was replaced with a smile. By the time he was done with her, Nikki was on the floor crying. Her face was bruised and red.

Baldi then walked back over to his original place in front of the class.

"Wrong answers will not be tolerated in my classroom..." He growled out the class who immediately nodded their heads.

Nikki managed to find the strength to sit back down in her chair, she was rubbing her face that was throbbing with pain. Tears kept on rolling down her face..

'I thought Mr.Baldi was nice.. '

  As class went on, the more Nikki wanted to go home. The same math problem kept on popping up for not just her but for others as well. See, Baldi likes to play a game with his students. There are seven notebooks scattered around the school in the different classrooms. You must collect all 7 notebooks if they want to go to recess...

 
                          But he never told them the consequences of them getting the questions wrong.

One child would go at a time. Nikki noticed that Baldi had a little green device that allowed him to see the kid's face and what they put as their answer. On the first notebook, all of them would get all of them right. Baldi would go over to them and give them a shiny quarter and then they go to the next notebook a few feet across from the first room.

They would always get the first two right... And then that question would always pop up. That blurred, unintelligible question of numbers jumbled together.

  Nobody would get that one right..

And every time they get an answer wrong, Baldi would get angrier.

He would always come after the student in question, they all ran. Nikki and the others didn't know what went on, the only thing that was close to tracking them was the green device that Baldi would always leave on his desk. It would always show if a student had gotten to a notebook and what they put down on their answers...

Most only got to three before everyone would hear a loud static sound with the student screaming out in agony. A horrifying thing, especially for Third Graders. Baldi would always come back with these red stains all over his shirt but they never saw the student. The kids would giggle a bit when Baldi would explain that he would always slip and fall when he was 'playing tag' with the student and land on ketchup or hot sauce.

All of them except for Courtney, she would always just sit there, emotionless, unnerving. By the time it was Courtney's turn, Nikki was the only one left that hadn't gone.

Courtney looked at Nikki before approaching her.

"I know that it won't make any sense now but I hope that later on, this is help you. He can hear every door you open, when you first start off, just get the first two notebooks and Don't go for the notebooks right away, as long as he doesn't have you in eyesight and can't hear you opening a door, he'll begin to wonder away from you. I can't tell you much more than this though.. Please, dont end up like the rest of us." Courtney said before exiting the room.

Nikki looked at the green device. After a while, Courtney had just managed to collect 6 notebooks, she only needed one more to go to recess, right?

Right as she had that thought, that all too familiar static noise filled the silence along with Courtney screaming out before everything went quiet.

Baldi then opened the door with a smile

"Well kiddo, looks like it's your turn!" He said in a joyful voice before that expression turned into an sadistic smirk

"Lets see how far you go with this..." He said with malice as he gripped his ruler, soaked red with a substance so kindly provided from the other students.