Jack is a teenager that lived in a town called Westches, while he was walking down the street he saw a house that has been surrounded by the police. “What’s going on Sir?” He asked “A person committed a murder in this house, we’re checking the place for some clues’.Jack suddenly had goosebumps everywhere, the house owner was his childhood friend ‘Jill”!
He ran as fast as he could to reach his house and tell his parents the horrible news,he opened the door and saw a person with orange hair, white painted skin and the longest hat he had ever seen.The strange person was holding a cup of tea with a huge smile on his face, ‘who are you?”Jack asked but there was silence. Suddenly Jack recognised the mysterious person “Freddy!”He ran out his house and saw him standing on the lawn.
Everywhere he went he was there!Jack didn't know what to do he was confused as a sloth, he ran as fast as the wind.Jack was thinking why a murderer was chasing him, then a bell went on! “Freddy just got out of jail, he was a nice man but he was framed of a murder.But I still don’t get it why he’s trying to kill me.” Jack wondered, after 5 minutes of running he met the end of the road. His heart and soul was pounding as a bomb he turned around and saw Freddy right in his face, “You destroyed my life!” Freddy shouted. “What did I do to you” Jack asked, “Don’t you remember, you told your parents that I murdered Principal Gretel and they told the police. Now I’m going to kill you and the other people that told on the police!’Freddy shouted in anger!
Freddy’s knife was about to meet Jack’s chest, suddenly a light appeared at the back of them. It looked like a shining mirror or a huge flashlight then Freddy turned around , a silver truck with humongous lights were heading it’s way, it looked like it’s brakes were broken but there was no driver in the truck, it was going to hit them!
A few more milliseconds they will be dead or paralyzed but Jack found himself at his room with no truck, no Knives and especially no Freddy. ‘Was it all a dream or did it all happen”.
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