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Freddy Krueger

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I groaned as I threw my backpack in my closet, I'm just tired of everyone's bull crap today. I just want to go to sleep .
I looked at the clock and it read '6:05'.
"I'll just go to bed early, I guess" I thought as I put some comfortable clothes on.

I turned off the light as I tucked myself in bed, today was completely stressful. My eyes fluttered shut as I drifted off to sleep.

After a few minutes of darkness, I awake in a hot and stuffy boiler room. I look down to see that I'm wearing a old fashioned nightgown and I'm not wearing any shoes.

"How weird" I think to myself as I continued to roam around the creepy room. I came into a dark hallway during my mini adventure

"Hello, Sugartits" an ominous voice spoke suddenly.

"Uhm, Hello? Who are you?" I spoke with a quiver in my voice as I looked around the now pitch black room.
Soon enough a figure walked closer to me, letting me take in all of his unusual features.

His torn and burnt flesh was covered by a burgundy and green striped sweater and corduroy pants.

"Isn't he hot down here?" I thought to myself, "Am I seriously thinking about his well being right now?" I snorted, but my thoughts were cut short when a metal claw was thrown in my face.
I went to block the attack, but my my arm got slashed as the blades hit my skin.
I growled and kicked him were the sun doesn't shine

"You, bitch" he seethed as he limped over to my direction. I held my arm and ran in the other direction, hoping to get away from this horrid creature, but to my luck he pinned me on the floor and started to carve something on the back of my shoulder. I thrashed against his body and soon enough I backed out in my own dream.
I was awakened by my screeching alarm clock, I jumped up and started punching and kicking the air.

"... And take that you dumb bastard! And.. Wait a minute.. "

I came to realize that I was in my own room and wearing my own clothes. I looked at my bed and noticed blood on my pillow and sheets.
I glanced at my arm and winced.
Four huge and deep scratches appeared on my forearm.

I hopped in the shower I felt a stinging sensation on my shoulder, I touched it and it felt like the letters 'f' and 'k' were engraved on my skin.

I addressed my wounds, looked in the mirror and sighed

"What in the actual.." I question myself.