When Johnny murdered my young son Freddy, I had had it. I had to get to him, but I didn't know how, so Johnny decided he would come to me. When he arrived, I had regretted my decision instantly. I was going to fight, but I knew that he would win. He pinned me to the ground, and I shut my eyes, hoping he would do it fast.
I was out for a while, but I did wake up. When I awoke, I felt something was different, but everything seemed normal. Why did Johnny let me live, I thought. There had to be something that he had done, and I was soon to find out.
I was tired and weak, so I decided to go and take a nap, but when I lied down, a shiver went down my spine, making me jump out of bed. It was then that I knew he had cursed me, I'd heard of this curse before, but I didn't know that it had truly existed. I can never sleep again, I thought.
