Hey everyone^^ Take my new story based on Nightmare on Elm Street

Disclaimer: I do not own Freddy Kruger

Don't Fall Asleep

I need to get out of here! I wish somebody was out there to help me. I need to get away from the Nightmare Reaper. "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!" I screamed as loud as I could. But no one could help me. This is his world and there is no way of getting out of it.

Somehow, I had ended up in the boiler room. I tried running towards the nearest exit, but all of them were dead ends.

"HAHA!"

"Oh…no," my heart had stopped beating. I was too terrified to even breathe or move. I looked around, but I didn't even dare to turn around. Now I could hear claws being scraped against pipes all around me. This is it, I'm going to die at the age of 7.

Out of nowhere, he appeared right in front of me, his razor claws raised in the air. "Now it's time to join your sister!" The Nightmare Reaper had a ghastly smile on his face.

"MELODY, WAKE UP!" My dad was shaking me so I would wake up. I opened my eyes and noticed that I had tears streaming down my face. Then I felt an agonizing pain on my wrist," OW!" "What? What is it?" My mom was worried as hell. With wide eyes, they've noticed the deep cuts on my wrist. "Oh my God," my mom exclaimed. Without a minute to waste, they had rushed me to the hospital.

10 years later

"Mel?" This voice keeps saying my name over and over again. "Melody, honey?" "Ugh…what," I said, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Then I've realized that it was my boyfriend, Shane, who was calling my name. Apparently, he was shaking me too. "You where asleep again, babe," Shane said, shaking his head in disapproval. "Oh…sorry about that. You know I have a crappy time falling asleep at home," I said, getting up from my seat. "Yeah, and the library is actually not the perfect place to take a nap." "Yeah, yeah. Whatever," I said, letting out a yawn.

"So, Mel… ready for our date tonight?" Shane was full of hope. "Yeah, but can we stop at my house, so I can change clothes?" "Sure thing, babe."

I'm Melody Hopkins. I'm 17 years old and I attend Springwood High. I have a boyfriend named Shane, as you can probably tell. My life is anything, but normal. I only get 2 hours of sleep. I know, I know, pretty fucked up right? But I have my reasons. I constantly have nightmares, and believe me, they are pretty real. I'm afraid of ending up like my sister, but I'll tell the whole story later. I'm afraid that I might end up being the next victim of the Nightmare Reaper.

But the Nightmare Reaper has a name. The kids, who experience the same nightmares as me in my therapy classes, call him Freddy Krueger.