A NIGHT TO REMEMBER: ch. 1

Jessica stretched and yawned as the bright sunlight streamed through her window. I wonder if mom and dad are up yet? she thought to herself. I hope mom is makeing chacolate chip pancakes!! I love those things! It was then she remembered where she was. She curled up into a ball and tossed the sheets over her head, trying to hide herself from the world. She wanted to forget what had happend. Soon she could hear the footsteps of a guard outside her door. There was a loud knock, and even a louder voice on the other side. "Get up!! Your burning daylight!!" was the harsh sound she heard. She groaned and got up out of bed. She put on her slippers and shuffeld noisily to the bathroom that she shared with her roommate.

She was brushing her hair thinking to herself when there was a knock on the bathroom door. It opened and the short, fat guard came walking in. She had short, spikey blonde hair and eyebrows that were in desperate need of a tweeze. She pointed a pudgy finger at Jessica and growled, "Hurry up! You have a meeting with your doctor!" Leonah sighed under her breath. Not another meeting!! she thought to herself. She had been at the pysco ward for five days now and this was the seventh meeting. She was getting sick of telling the same story over and over again. Well, at least its over!! she thought. Still, she could remember every detail as if it was just yesterday...

It was a bright, sunny morning. School was just let out for the summer. Jessica was sitting on her bed, flipped carelessly through a magazine, not really looking at what the pictures where. She was bored and it was only the second day of summer. This summer is going to really suck! she thought. Her big, black cat came bounding in her room and attempted to jump on her bed. After the third try, Jessica laughed and pulled up the heavy cat. "Oh Demon! What am i going to do with you?" She said to the cat, who was now purring and licking her ankle.

The phone rang and her mother called from the living room, "Jess!! Its for you!!" Jessica ran to the living room, thankful for something to do. When she picked it up, she could barely say "hello" before her best friend, Racheal, spoke. "Jess!! Turn on the news!!! Now!!!" she said breathlessly.

Jessica flicked on her tv and turned on the news. A reporter was talking into the tv.

"And in this house behind me, there has been yet another murder. 14 year old Chelsea Broock was found murdered in her bedroom at approximatly 6:45 am this morning. She was found by her mother, 45 year old Lisa Broock, and she has refused to say anything else. We will tune you in if we find anything else. Im Brittany Charels, reporting to you live." Jessica flicked off the tv in shock.

"Oh my god! I can't beleave that Chelsea was killed!! She's the third one in two weeks!!" she said into the phone. "I know!" exclaimed Rachael.

"I still can't beleave it. She sat next to me in english!" Jessica took a deep breath and spoke. "Rach, Chelsea lived 3 blocks from me!" there was silence on the end of the line. "Rach?" "Huh? Oh, sorry, im here. I was just thinking." came her reply.

"Jess, you know who did it, right?" asked Racheal. Jessica rolled her eyes. "Rach, don't tell me it was that Kruager guy..."

"But it was!! You saw the marks on those other kids!! I bet Chelsea has the same marks!!" shreiked Racheal. Jessica sighed. "Racheal, he isn't real! You have to stop beleaving that Freddy Kruager is real!" she said.

Ever sence they were kids, Racheal has been obsesed with Freddy Kruager. There was a murder and the cops claimed that the murderer was him.The parents in the neiborhood set his house on fire and thought they killed him, but no body was never found. Ever sence, Racheal is sure that he is real and that he is still killing.

Jessica rolled her eyes once more and sighed. "Rach, your crazy, but I love ya!" Jessica laughed. Racheal giggled. "Hey, I've got to go, but I'll talk to you later, ok? Bye!" Racheal said as she hung up.

Jessica hung up the phone and trugged back to her room.When she got there, she started thinking about what Racheal had said. What if Freddy didn't die? she thought. What if he really is alive and he killed those kids? Jessica shook her head and laughed. No, that's not possible. she thought to herself. She jumped on her bed and continued to read her magazine

She was running on a cloud. A big, black, fluffy cloud that keept rolling everytime she tried to walk. But something keept forceing her to keep getting up, to keep walking. She felt like a puppet being controlled by strings. Suddenly, she was falling. Down, down into deep, black nothingness. Then, she saw a bright, white light.

She then slammed hard on a hot, flat surface. She stood up and squinted hard at her surroundings. There were pipes and steam everywhere. And it was very, very hot. She could feel the sweat running down her back. She started walking down an endless, narrow hall.

Suddenly, she heard an ear splitting screech that made her cover her ears. Her hands pressed tightly to her head, she turned to see where the sound was comeing from. The noise stopped and was replaced by a sickening laughter. She turned around and saw a figure.

From the sound of the laughter, she knew that it was a man. He was at least 7 feet tall, with a dirty brown hat and a brow pants with a hole above the right knee. He had on a red and green sweater that was stained with blood. His skin was terribly burned. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out.

It was then when she saw his right hand that she started to shake with fear. In place of fingers, was five razor sharp knives. She opened her mouth to scream but all that came out was one, single word.

"Freddy!" she screamed.

He laughed, a menacing laugh, at the sound of his name. He ran straight tword her and plunged his knives into her arm.

Jessica woke up in a cold sweat. She was trembling all over. Her sight was blurry. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she tried to remember what happend. Then she realized that it was just a dream. She laughed at the releif.

As the dream replayed in her head, she rolled over to go back to sleep. But when she saw her arm, she stopped. It was all tore up, and it seemed to say something. She strained her eyes to see what it said. When she realized the words, she begane to scream in horror. It only said one, single word.

Freddy!