A Nightmare On Elm Street

Anya slowly makes her way down the hallway at Springwood High School. The halls were deserted. Anya peered into her classroom. No one was there. She opened the door. When she stepped in, the classroom turned into a nightmare! The blinds turned black, moss grew on the desks, and black roses were scattered on the floor. Anya turned around, but the door had disappeared. She then heard a loud screeching sound coming from the front of the room. She turned around to see a man standing there. She couldn't really see what he looked like, it being so dark in the room.
"Who are you?" asked Anya.
"I'm your worst nightmare" replied a deep scary voice.
"You really shouldn't fall asleep in class." The man laughed evily.
Anya crouched into a desk as the man walked towards her. He continues to laugh. He raises his right hand exposing four knives on his fingers.
"Your mine now" said the man. He raised his hand and was about to strike Anya when...
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Anya wake up in her classroom. Everyone is staring at her.
"Anya are you ok?" asked Mrs. Boon.
"I'm fine. Thanks." Savanna, Anya's best friend stared at her, worried.

After school, Anya and Savanna were walking home.
"What happened today in class?" asked Savanna.
"I just fell asleep and had a bad dream that's all. In fact, I've been haeving a lot of bad dreams lately. All about the same person."
"Person?"
"Ya. A guy. He has really burned skin and he wears a brown fedora and a striped red and green sweater. Oh and he wears this glove on his right hand. Four of the fingers are like knives."
"Oh my God" said Savanna.
"What? They're just dreams" said Anya.
"Umm...nothing. Umm... my house is up here! See ya!"
"Bye!"
Savanna runs up to her houses.
Anya watches Savanna as she runs onto her front porch, sensing that something is going on with her.

Anya makes her way up to her house. Before entering, she looks at a rose bush she loved as a kid. She smiles and enters her house. "Mom! I'm home!" she yelled. She goes into the kitchen and finds a letter on the counter.

Dear Anya,
Your father and I are up at the hospital with grandma. May spend the night.
There is moner on the table for pizza.
Love, Mom and Dad

"Great" said Anya. She stormed up to her room and slammed the door.