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Caleb White. Digital Creator and actor. Short film ‘Who You Wanted all the Time’. With Jamie Martin Mann and Diego Rodriguez. UofMichigan. @CalebWProject. Founder Caleb White Project.

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Backstories: Caleb White

Warnings: Mentions of murder, death, the concept of being hunted down, people watching someone’s potential death as if for entertainment. Mentions of experimenting on living people.

Please take note this is not suitable for everyone.

Disclaimer: The world and characters used in the story are owned solely by Scott Cawthon. We own nothing but the writing.

Please give credit to those who deserve it. Thank you.

When you mean to not to, yet chase everyone away.

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"The experiment is going even better than I could ever hope. He's quick, motivated. Surprised he hasn't slipped on his excessive amount of tears, though." A sound of uncontrollable laughter. "You find that funny?" 

"He just seems useful in many ways, sir." 

"That's true." 

"And, I'm just imagining your incredible restraint to not-" 

The figure clothed in darkness suddenly snaps his fingers, forcing the sound of impending death to suddenly disappear. The feeling of eyes watching their every move vanishes as well. As if never there. 

"Enjoying my little gift, are you?" 

"Of course! And, I mean, said gift only happened to make sure you are safe." 

Laughter fills the small space, genuine instead of the cruel sound seeming to always be emitted every time something is found 'joyful'. And instead of a glare toward the obvious enjoyment of the pain caused, the abuse over the little 'gift' being used, all that's returned is a beaming smile. 

A beaming smile slowly turning insane by the second. 

"Always interesting allowing you to speak." 

"I'll make sure to keep it up, then. Wouldn't want to disappoint you, sir." 

A nod and the two finally turn back to the screens illuminating the pitch black space. 

They should be horrified by what they see. Disgusted something like this was allowed to occur. Panicked and frantic in a way to try and stop it. 

The little boy never deserved a fate like this. Never deserved to be pushed to the limits. To fend for his life at only seven years old. Shown what death is and watch it creeping closer. Used as entertainment. Chased by the real monsters under the bed. Fending them off with only a flashlight. 

Crawling. Flashing. Opening. Closing. Waiting. Crawling. Turning. Flashing. Turning. Pleading. 

As if his life was only a game. And with a game, a good old fashioned villain always making him cry buckets and buckets of tears. A good old fashioned one that was his older brother, with his younger sister about to join in on the fun. 

"Well. Two months and barely surviving. And you've already modified their intelligence? Made them more hostile. Added the newest player." 

"They were more than excited to be upgraded, sir." 

Another eye roll. Yet another oddly structured sentence. As if the animatronics were alive. Real. With a mind of their own. 

But it didn't matter. As long as that insanity allowed the murdering spree to continue undeterred, he wasn't complaining. 

"We're leaving him to it then. Dead within a week. Well then! Let's get out of this stupid office. Always hated it down here." 

The screens are turned off, leaving the currently sobbing and begging little boy to fend off his nightmares come to life on his own. Without anyone to help him. To believe him. To care. 

They won't even care when he's killed, just the memory of sobbing silently while pleading for everyone to leave him alone. 

Leave him alone, with his plush Fredbear to hug. 

Please. Someone. Help me. 

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part 3.

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Seriously please watch this!! This is an interview with 12 year old Michigander Caleb White, who's spent his last two years starting his own non-profit that is helping raise money and organizing donations for the homeless in Detroit. He's also done a few other projects and he's so well spoken and humble. Our hometown is helping him out this winter with another fundraiser! Check him out here at http://www.calebwhiteproject.com

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Boy, 11, delivers gifts to homeless in Detroit

Tresa Baldas, Detroit Free Press, December 24, 2013

DETROIT--Caleb White was on his way to the circus when, from his car window, he spotted a man curled up and sleeping on the side of the road.

The 6-year-old, puzzled, asked what the man was doing there. His parents explained that not everybody has a warm bed.

"He was really quiet for a while," said his mother, Melissa Kennedy. "And then he said, 'We have to build him a house.'"

Caleb's homeless project was born. Instead of building houses, Caleb has spent the last five years trekking to downtown Detroit each holiday season to pass out Christmas presents to homeless people on the streets.

And the boy's project has gone gangbusters.

Caleb, 11, of Commerce Township, Mich., wraps the presents himself--each shoebox filled with a hat, hand warmers, food, toothbrush, toothpaste, soap and other necessities.

"It feels really good to help them," said Caleb, recalling the first encounter with the homeless man. "I just thought to myself, 'What if one day I was going to turn up in that position?' … I felt kind of bad for him. I just wanted to take action."

That first year, Caleb asked his relatives to bring toiletries and hats to his home on Thanksgiving so he could put together some care packages for needy people. He collected enough goods to pass out about a dozen Christmas presents.

This year, he has about 150 boxes--many of which will go to centers for needy people--thanks to the help of his classmates at Clifford Smart Middle School in Walled Lake, Mich., which participated in the event. An apparel company in Boston also learned about Caleb's project and this year donated 100 winter coats, which will be distributed through a Detroit project called Feed My Sheep.

For Caleb and his parents, a rewarding part of the project is coming face-to-face with homeless people and learning each person's story.

Some of the folks are hard to forget: the homeless grandmother in mismatched and tattered clothes on a curb; a man digging through a trash can for food across from Ford Field who was so ravished, he started eating the sandwich Caleb gave him right away, unable to even speak; and the homeless war veteran whose life saddened Caleb.

"He didn't deserve that," Caleb said. "He fought in the war, and I think he deserved more than that."

Kennedy said her son's empathy may strike some as unusual. But it's real, she said, adding that her son strives to excel at everything he does.

He's been the "little man of the house" since his parents divorced six years ago, she said. He's an all-A student, plays the French horn, helps get his 6-year-old brother ready for school in the morning and wants to be a pediatric surgeon.

"My boss has said there's nothing average about that 11-year old boy," Kennedy said. "He is just so extraordinary.…I feel really blessed."

Caleb said his project has a message.

"Don't take for granted what you have because there are some people out there who are struggling.…We have beds and toys, and they don't even have a place to sleep," he said. "I think we need to think about those people more."

And then take action, he added, noting that's what Christmas is about for him: helping others.

"You should give as much as you can," he said. "And shouldn't expect anything in return."

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