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Thank you Crystal forever letting me post up a VERY old pic of yours and im very sorry its taken so long to post. Ive had a few things to be dealing with but yea ^^

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This is a story about a dream I had about Freddy. In the dream I was freaked out, I was caught in the moment. Afterwards when I was awake I felt both surprised and stunned. What that a cool dream or what? Well Freddy was about to get me, but besides that, my dream would look cool if it were in a movie. Totally scary and freaky!
There might be some words misspelled, but then I say what I said in the horror chambers in Madam Tussads.... don't scare me, I'm from Sweden!


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The hunt has begun. I’m running and running away from Freddy. But to where? Anyplace but near him, that’s my thought. In real life I’m a good runner but in my dream I’m very slow. No matter how fast and how hard I try I can’t run faster. It just gets me more and more tired. Freddy is getting closer behind me. Where to now? Where the hell am I? Running won’t do good, he’ll get me eventually. My next thought is to surprise Freddy. I suddenly stop and turn myself against him. Thinking that would make him surprised and stop, but no. He leeps upon me. Pushing me down to the ground with a powerful force. With his infamous glove and position he tries to stab me. I grap his hand/glove and tries to push it farther away from me, away from me! Suddenly I see something change on his left hand. His left hand changes into the glove! Instead of one, he now has two gloves! The deadly knifes pointing at me. I react fast, I take my other hand and grab his other hand before he struck me. Now I’m struggling with Freddy on the ground, trying to keep the gloves away from me, trying to avoid getting stabbed to death. This moment feels like forever. The knifes are a few inches away from me, but Freddy won’t get me. Nothing seems to happen, nothing will happen. And Freddy knows it… With an evil grin on his face he creates a THIRD arm coming out on his right shoulder. On this hand appears another glove! With shiny sharp deadly knifes. He raise his third arm/hand in the air, ready to strike! And I can’t do anything to stop it! All I can do, is scream…

I awake… the dream is over.

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