Almost done with this story! Yeah! It just feels like I've been writing this thing forever. This chapter is short and the next chapter is going to be short but the last chapter should be a nice size one.
Back to Freddie's P.O.V
At first I didn't understand why I wanted to kill people but when Mom took me to Westin Hills everything became clear. These feelings. These urges weren't from this life. They were left over from another life. Despite mom always telling me it wasn't possible I believed in reincarnation. I didn't know why I hadn't thought of it before.
I sat on my bed in Westin Hill thinking things over and trying to get everything straight.
"I am Freddy Krueger," I said out loud even though there was no one else in the room. "I murdered all those children. I am the Springwood slasher."
Visions of newspaper clippings bearing the headlines 'Springwood slasher strikes again' ran through my brain and clouded my vision. That had been me in my last life. I always said that I would find a way back. I always said that there would never be any happy children in Springwood.
My mom, Amy, was trying to stop me just like my mom, Amanda, had tried to stop me. But they won't. I'll still kill. I'll finish what I came back to do.
"No!" I yelled shaking my head. "This isn't right and I know it. I killed those children in my last life, their parents got revenge, and I've enough. No one else needs to die. Why can't the past just rest?"
It can't rest! Not until every child in Springwood is dead! No. No. No! I had my revenge. It's over. No. It'll never be over.
"Take a breath," I told myself and took a long deep breath. "Everything is going to be fine. I just won't do anything until I get myself under control. For now I'm just going to get some sleep."
I took another deep breath and crawled under the blankets. It was only a few seconds before I fell asleep.