The Untold story Of Freddy (Updating)

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While walking

Bernard and I are walking to the same street we are living, his house is just 6 houses away from mine but still far. I wiped my sweat at my forehead

"So tell me... what happened?"
"I don't know..."

I placed my hands inside my pockets

"I just heard some loud banging of a locker door and... when I saw it, it was releasing blood so I opened it... and that's it... the body fell but dismembered"
"What do you think?"

I kicked a small rock

"What do you mean?"
"Did a janitor killed the student?"
"Probably..."

Then another small rock

"But Bernard, I was studying there since I was in grade school..."

Then another small rock

"I don't think one of them will, I mean..."

Then kicked another small rock

"It's their only job, why would they do something to lose it?"

We both stopped outside his house, he shrugged his shoulders and scratched his head

"You have a point tho... but we'll never know, or maybe the teachers did it"

I laughed shortly

"Enough with the theories, man. I'll see you tomorrow"
"Alright, take care"

At my room

I looked at the clock, it's already 21:00. I fixed my books and my homework, but as I place them inside my bag, I saw a shadow standing in front of our house. I pulled down the curtains and ignored it, must be someone else.

The lights are closed and I'm at my bed, lying but still awake, I couldn't sleep. I sat on my bed and looked at my desk, my bag was opened so I turned on the lights. I noticed that the curtains of my window is like shredded nearly into piece, you can literally see a huge hole at the middle of it.

As I check my bag, my papers are scrambled and some of it were crumpled. I took them all out and notice that there's a piece of paper with writings on it, so I read it

"Don't cover your window, I can't see you"

I looked out of the window, the shadow disappeared, but as I turn around to throw the writing, a guy with a rotting and bleeding eyes is smiling at me, he raised his hand and pierced my eyes with his fingers. Then darkness.

I woke up sleeping at my desk, I wiped my forehead and noticed I have sweats. I remembered my dream, so slowly... I looked at the window. I stood beside the opening of my window and slowly... slowly... peaked outside... no one... no one was standing outside... no one was there.

I placed my homeworks inside my bag and placed my bag under my bed. Now... I'm going to close the curtains... Now... I'm going to sleep... then darkness.

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He sees you while you sleep
He's there when you are dreaming
He loves to watch  you weep
He likes to hear you screaming