Have you ever died in your dreams?
If yes,then you are lucky to still be alive now.Why?
Because some people don't always make it out alive.Why?..is that what you just asked?
Don't worry I'll still tell you.There is a man named Freddy Krueger who kil...
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Skai Jackson as Madison
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Taraji P. Henson as Madison's Mom(Mrs Jackson)
"Mom, can I sleep in your room tonight?" I muttered while looking at my plate of spaghetti. Mom turned in my direction. "Now why would you want to do that honey?" She asked. "Mom, my dreams, they are getting worse."
"They are just dreams." Mom shrugged. "Mom, but I keep on having it everynignt." I persisted. "That's because you keep on thinking about it everytime." My mom concluded. "Now, hurry up and finish your dinner. Its getting late." Mom grinned at me.
I ate my spaghetti with meatballs as slow as possible. I dreaded going to bed because of the dreams I usually have. My mom doesn't really believe in the extraordinary, I don't blame her because I was just like her...at least until my dreams started.
"Hurry up with that spaghetti now," Mom said pointing at my food. "I'm okay Mom." I stand up leaving my food almost untouched. Mom stares at me as if I'm crazy. Then she says,"You barely touched your food and this is your favorite, baby." "This days I don't usually have an apetite." I say defending myself. "Well you can go to your room, I'll take care of the dishes." Mom continues.
I start walking upstairs as I watch Mom pack the dishes. Every step I take my heart beat increases. When I reach the top of the stairs, I can no longer see Mom. So I just briskly walk to my room and open the door. My room comprises of a bed with two pillows, the wallpapers are black with floral designs. On the floor there is a brown carpet covering the floor of my room. I begin to undress.
After I finish stripping off, I enter the bathroom. There are blue tiles everywhere in the bathroom. The bathroom is big enough to contain a shower, a bathtub, a sink and a toilet. I turn the water to be boiling hot and I lie down inside the bathtub. Yes that's what I said boiling hot water. I don't want to sleep even if its throughout the night. I'm gonna remain in this bathtub.
******* It's almost two hours and I'm still in the bathtub playing with my hair, my fingers....anything I can play with. Then, I hear noise from my room. I stand up and put on my robe. I open the door, peeping into the room. Finally, I enter the room and start to inspect everywhere. Then, I start to hear singing coming from outside my window. I rush to my window and what I see next makes my heart to start pounding.
There are kids on swings, on slides, they are playing ,they are singing. That goddamn song again. This means...this means....I fell asleep in the bathtub! And now I'm in this fucking dream. I need to run, I need to hide, I need to wake the fuck up! I start going downstairs the more I go down, the more frightened I become. I walk out through the front door which was already open.
Outside of my house now is a playground. I turn back only to discover that my house has turned into a school, a preschool to be exact. I start running away from the playground outside my house-turned school while that creepy song follows me.
