A/N: Alright here it is the first chapter that I told everyone would be coming. RandR and tell me how you liked it. ^^

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Chapter 1

She appeared in a darkened street. The very same street that she lived in. She looked up with her dark green eyes at the white house that looked like it had been abandon for a long time. Three blond headed girls were jumping rope. Two were twirling the rope while the third was jumping rope, her curls bouncing up and down glimmering in the darkness. They were singing a very eerie rhyme that she had never heard before.

Her feet walked across the cold ground of the road and toward the little girls. Her heart pounding in her chest. She came to be in front of the little girls and one turned toward her.

" He will come for you, just like he came for us." Her dark blue eyes on the woman

"Who will come for me?" the woman's voice asked

The girl did not answer but turned to continue jumping rope. The door behind her opened and she turned around to face the darkness of the house. She felt no fear come from herself. Which when she admitted it to herself surprised her. She felt a draw come from the house, like she knew it well. Her feet touched the cold wood of the hallway and as she went inside the door slammed shut. Her eyes looked around the dark room. There was a window that had red floor length curtains. She turned from the room and headed toward the backyard. Opening the door she saw next to it a door to the basement. As she reached to open it she heard a chuckle. She turned and faced a man that had a horribly burned face, who wore a red and green sweater and had a brown hat on and on his right arm was a glove that had blades on the end of each finger except the thumb. The glove shinned in the darkness. She looked at the man before her who had a smirk on his face.

"Now if I remember correctly that is not your basement."

She looked at him as he came closer to her. "Who are you?" she said quietly.

The man was suddenly inches from her face and still had that smirk on his face. "This is your nightmare."

She could feel his clawed glove run up her arm and her eyes widened. "You didn't answer my question."

The scenery suddenly changed and she was inside a boiler room. She could feel the heat come off the walls of the room. A screeching noise from the pipes could be heard in front of her. She looked up and saw the very same guy his clawed glove running across the pipes. He suddenly raised the blades and was in front of her as he slashed her.

The woman woke up setting up in her bed in a sweat. She looked down at her chest but saw no wounds on her.

" What the hell was that about?" She said as he got out of bed the morning light pouring into her room. She walked down her hallway and opened her front door and nothing no one was there. She shut her door that was to the house of 1428 Elm street. Her mom was in the kitchen.

"Lily dear are you alright?" she asked her blue eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah I just had a rough night is all."

"Maybe you should talk to someone."

"Mom we have been through this. I don't want to talk to anyone, they will think I'm crazy. Like last time." She sat down at the table then and looked out the kitchen window.