The next week was a blur. I hid the cut from Mom so she wouldn't chew me out about fighting. Even though this wasn't from a backyard rumble, I couldn't tell her where I really had gotten it. She'd never believe me. No one would.
Nightmares every night since that night but nothing like the first one. Waking up in a pool of sweat isn't exactly the most fun thing either.
"..... and she was thick! Right J?" Eddie called out to me.
"Yeah she was fine as hell." I gave him back.
Too much on my mind. So I texted Loso.
Yo bro wusguud?
Seen
👀👀
Seen
Ight fuxk u too
Wow ain't that some bs? I guess I'll just take a walk. Stepping out into the May warmth, I shut the door behind me. Birds chirping it up while I'm glooming it down. Lucky them. The smell of roses filled the air. Ironic because Rosa just so happened to be walking my direction.
Smiling so gracefully she says "Ayee whats up Justin? Where you going?"
"Hey Rosa. I was gonna just walk around because I'm a loser." I reply
"Oh shoot me. Haha you're not a loser. Everything okay?" She asks with concern in her voice.
I motion for us to keep walking and say " It's a long story."
I fill her in on the nightmares and the man in my dream. When I finish, her face speaks before she does.
"You know you're the first family to live in that house since the 80s right?"
I shook my head and replied "Why so many years? Did someone get murdered there?"
"I told you that your house is haunted. There's some freaky shit that happened to this girl named Nancy who lived there. All of her friends died." She retorts
I swallow hard. I don't believe in ghost so haunted houses don't scare me. But for some reason I felt like Rosa wasn't lying.
"My parents moved here when I was in 2nd grade but I heard about it all. Apparently the locals don't speak too much about it." Rosa said.
"There's something else you're forgetting." I say after a minute.
"The man in my dream."
She looks down. She knows something.
"I'm not supposed to say anything. " She says quietly.
"Do you know who he is?" I ask
She just nods.
"His name was Freddy Krueger."
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Dream Stalker
HorrorWhen California teen Justin moves to the Northwest, he gets a bit of a culture shock. No more sunny beaches or pool hotties for Justin. He can't imagine life getting better. Then he meets Rosa, a stunning bookworm who tells him that his new home is...
