Freddy Krueger fan fiction

My name is Gina and below is my account with Freddy Krueger. I'm sure you've heard of him and maybe you even fear him, but someone like me fines him more of a joke than anything. My story tells you why.

It was just another night and I had just fallen asleep. My friends had all been talking about Freddy lately because rumor has it our school that he has been killing off kids one by one. After all it is what Freddy does. Unlike my friends I didn't care anything Freddy had up his sleeve I've probably dreamed through much worse. You see I'm one of those few people who have died in my dreams hundreds of times and guess what I've lived to tell the tale. Not only have I died but I've been tortured sadistically and sometimes I play the part of the sadistic killer.  So was I worried heck no. A guy with silly knives on his fingers and stupid scars on his face does not scare me.

So as I was saying I had just fallen asleep when guess who shows up. The one only Freddy. I guess he expected me to be scared but what I saw was a scrwany guy, with a ugly face, and some lame butter knives for weapons. I've been ripped open with a hook and had my insides removed and showed to me. This guy honestly wants me to be scared. Besides this guy caught me at interesting time during my nightmare cycle. Currently in my nightmares for the past two weeks I've been the psycho. So I wonder who's better? Me or him? Can't hurt to find out after all what's he gonna do? Kill me in my dreams yet again? Oh I'm so scared.

"Gina... Gina I'm going to get you."

"Really. Freddy you can do better. One I'm not scared. Every night when I fall asleep I either die, get tortured, or kill someone in my dreams. So you  not scary. Sorry. You happen to catch me on a psycho night. Which means instead me killing my friends I get to hunt and kill you. We get to see who's the better killer."

"I'm going to make your worst nightmare come true."

"In case you didn't catch it Freddy I've dreamed all my worst nightmares. Not going to work on me!" At this point I concentrated really hard until a flame flower appeared in my hand. "I more fond of pointy objects or choking in my dreams, but seeing as you burn scars fire seems the weapon of choice."

Freddy actually ran from me at this point. I guess he picked up on my lack of fear and that on the inside I may have been slightly crazier than he was. Unfortunately he ran into a very bad place. You see I write horror stories and he ran into the room where I keep all the psychotic killers stored in my mind so I can write about them.  I don't think I've ever heard anyone scream quite so painfully and I must say blood was everywhere. Most of those characters were based off of my nightmare so the guy didn't stand a chance.

Freddy eventually made a recovery and started picking off victims again, but I did notice he left me alone and he never went near anyone who suffered from nightmares of any kind. I guess he doesn't want a repeat scenario. So I guess my advice to anyone who has freddy problem is if you have ever had a nightmare a bad and violent nightmare on your own think on it and let take a life of it's own when he comes to you. It just may save your life.