Freddy Krueger's Little Nightmare

What Lies Within The Drawer

Falon arrived home in a matter of minutes. Her mother wasn't home yet so she solemnly made her way inside.

Falon made her way into her room. Hiding the bladed glove back within the chest in front of the foot of her bed, Falon stood back up and hurried out of the room. She was about to make her way into the kitchen when something caught her eye. It was one of the drawers on her mother's work desk. It appeared to be jammed and Falon really thought nothing of it at first. She walked over carefully and knelt down in front of it; if her mother found out she had been touching apart of the desk, she'd over romance how dear it was to her if Falon hadn't touch it.

Falon, with the quick tug of both hands, pulled out the drawer steadily. But, she fell backwards, from inside of the drawer slot, a few manilla folders fell out.

Falon sat up with a groan as she rubbed her head. Her eyes became fixated on one particular file with the word 'Badham' stamped across it. Maybe it was just her preschool graduation paper...

She realized she still had the drawer in her hand and she looked down at it. A few boxes were stacked up with a few pictures hanging out.

Odd.

Falon set the drawer on the ground and quickly flipped through the boxes. She found pictures of her when she was six. Some even had a rather familiar man. He wore a fedora and a roughish, green and red sweater.

Immediately, Falon began having flashbacks as she teared up. They were all of her and Freddy drawing, laughing, and playing tag together. One vision was even of her riding atop of Freddy's shoulders.

Chelsea had been watching. Quietly, she made her way over to her daughter in a bit of nervousness.

"F-Falon... I told you not to go through my drawers..."

Falon began to hyperventilate as she struggled to hold back a wall of tears. "W-why..? Why would you keep these from me...!"

"Falon, it's not healthy! This needs to stop! Alan made it clear that none of you remember..!" Chelsea's voice became a cracked yell. She didn't want to argue at all.

"How do you expect me to forget something I loved more than you? Something that kept me from breaking..! He taught me not to feel pain. And now, finding this, only makes it hurt once more... You burned him alive. You and all the others. And you call yourselves parents...? To me, you're just murderers and because of you-- I hate everything and I'm broken. Even Freddy..."

Falon would ramble on if she could but the excitement only led to her passing out....

"Goodnight, My Angel... Sweet... Dreams..."

If you have any left.