Thursday, November 28, 2019

Nightmare On Elm Street - The Dead Of Night Essays - Christina

Nightmare on Elm Street - The Dead of Night Robin lay down on her pillow, intent on getting a good nights sleep. She did not get her wish. In her dream, she was in a park, calm as ever. In a moment, a cat walked out from some bushes; probably a stray. She bent down to pet it, and it nudged her leg lightly with its head. She noticed something strange about the cat. On one paw, was a miniature glove, with blades sticking out. It took a swipe at her arm, and it drew blood. She pushed the cat away, and started to walk away. Looking, back, she noticed the cat was now wearing a dirty brown hat. It was following her. She quickened her pace, and so did the cat. The cat rose on all fours, and fur began to fall off, as it grew in size. When she looked back, it was no longer a cat, but a grotesque man wearing a striped red and green shirt. "Time for the cat to eat little Robin!" He snickered, and grinned an evil grin. She started to run, but the madman was quick to chase her. She suddenly heard in the distance what sounded like a firebell ringing. She closed her eyes, to scared to look. All sound subsided, except for the bell. She dared a peek through her eyes, to see her bedroom. She was safe, at least for now. Her mother opened the door, slowly. She smiled and said, "So, you're awake, sleepyhead. Listen, Julie is here, time for school, summer vacation's over." As her mother left, she got out of bed. She got out from her covers, and she noticed a few small scrapes on her leg. She thought that she must have cut herself on the way home the day before. She quickly got dressed, and walked out the front door. Julie was standing in front of her car, a gift for her last birthday. Robin hopped in Julie's new car. "I had the weirdest dream last night. There was this cat. It tried to kill me. It had this little razored glove on one paw. I started walking away, and it, like followed me. Then it turned into this ugly guy. It was really weird. But the strange thing is... the cat scratched me on my leg. When I woke up, I saw the same kinda scratches." "Hmm.. That is weird. I don't usually remember my dreams." Julie replied. At that moment, they pulled up to the school driveway. "Well, here we are!" she exclaimed. "First day of school and I'm already sick of it." she sighed. "School is such a drag." "Well, it's a new school for you, so maybe you'll like it..I'll introduce you to a few of my friends from last year." Later, inside the school building, just before the bell rang, Julie met up with a group of people. "Everybody, this is Robin, Robin, this is Mark," she gestured to a cute, tall boy with dirty brown hair. "...Peter," this time to a tall, black haired boy, with slightly long hair. He bowed slightly. "...Kelly," a blond, blue eyed, thin person who seemed to be popular. "...Mike," an oriental with black hair, wearing glasses. "...and Tracy," a slender girl with long red hair. Mike smiled, "We're all in the same class.. Me and Peter broke into the computer files." As the bell rang, there was a stampede of people running for their classes. They were right outside their's. They walked inside, and sat in their seats. The next person to walk into the door, was a pretty lonely looking girl with brown hair. She timidly asked, "Is this room 104?" Mark turned around to look at her, "Yeah, sure is, have a seat, anywhere." To Kelly he whispered, "Hey, she's kind of cute. She must be new here. Introduce yourself," The new girl sat in a seat near Mark, but not too close. The day passed uneventfully until the seventh period, where a bored Julie fell asleep in class. She apparently woke up less than a second later, where the class seemed to be empty, except for the teacher, who was scribbling on the board. In a calm voice, the teacher said, "Now now Julie, you know from last year that sleeping in class means immediate detention. Start writing on the board, `I will always listen to Mr. Freddy.' 5 billion times." The teacher turned around. He was wearing

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