Withered Nightmare Freddy Novels & Stories

A man worked on the computers and two cops chilled on the other side. “Wassup, Wady?” Arthur yelped. Wade winced. “The van ain’t soundproof, you moron!” Whispered Freddie and punched Arthur on the arm. “Ouch!” Arthur screamed even louder. Freddie put his hand on his mouth. Arthur licked it. “Eww! What are you, five?” Freddie yelled in a whisper and wiped his hand on his shirt while Arthur had a victorious smirk on his face.

​Don't be scared. ​A shiver runs down my spine at the voice which brushes the tips of my ears. I shut my eyes and hold Sassy closer to me. Tears pour past my eyes as I cry helplessly in the darkness, my mind repositioning me in that dark alley, and I couldn't escape it, no matter how hard I tried. ​This is what you deserve. ​I hear another set of steps approaching, these rushed as if the person was running. I curl into myself tighter, waiting with my breath held for them to pass me by. ​But they don't. ​They instead begin making their way toward me, and I scream, hoping this time my screams would be heard.

No one knew about my problems because I never shared much and Gracie, free-spirited as she was had her demons to fight. As my eyes closed slowly, my body shivered in anticipation. Hours pass by and I drifted off. It doesn't take long for me to feel it. I couldn't move and it felt like I was being held down with strong sturdy chains. My eyes snapped wide open, and I couldn't close them even as I saw the horror of my nightmare. It was hideous, rotting away, skin shedding to the floor as it moved but it still looked human. It was crawling towards me. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I was screaming but it felt like whispers in the air. My throat ached. Its cold hands touch my skin and I shuddered i

Boston Mass. 2019 Abigail woke up in a cold sweat. She had yet another nightmare. They were always the same. Flashbacks of her life before she got clean. She looked over at the digital clock on her bedside table. Three thirty on the dot, just like every night had been for months.

He ordered, his voice too cold for a Man who had just melted such punishment on his only child. “Father, no, you can't- Please.” I let out, my eyes starting to well with tears while my voice quivered. I could almost smell the blood oozing from the cut in my heart. The wound deepened the moment he turned around, ignoring my plea. “Please exit the building, Ma,” Fred said, and I let the tears out. “Free, don’t listen to Father. He is just kidding. I’m sure. Father will never…” My voice cracked, my throat hurting. “Father will never do this to me.”

Although Freedy had lost control of his body in the pitch black darkness, he could still hear Nathan's voice as clear as day. His heart hammered fearfully in his chest when he heard Nathan's words. Quickly, Freedy opened his mouth to beg for mercy. He strained and fought as hard as possible. However, he could not open his mouth. Let alone move a single finger. Nathan's hand darted forward like a streak of lightening as he finished talking. With a whoosh, two of Nathan's fingers dug savagely into Freedy's eyes. Immediately, Freedy's eyes were destroyed. This b*stard would no longer be able to practice hypnotism.

Even though I'm aware my pride should be the least of my worries, it seems to have full control over me. Mr. Andrews made his way back to his desk and I could have sworn I heard something similar to an evil laugh come from him as he sat down. I'm dead. I just know it. The rest of the day went on like normal. I did my work and Mr. Andrews did his while ordering me around. Yet, I could not shake the fear that at any moment whatever punishment he was planning for me would just jump out and get me. To be honest I would rather he torture me now and get it over with instead of me being this paranoid.

“I’m not mad, Aiden. But from now on, maybe find us a new spot. Something just ours.” His smirk returned, slow and dangerous. “Guess I’ll just have to make it perfect then.” “Good,” I said. “Oh, and by the way? Since Eli and Arnold have claimed the rooftop, you’re officially out of options, Cross.” He leaned in, his voice low and teasing. “That’s fine. I don’t need options. I just need you.” And just like that, my heart was back to working double shifts. Maybe nightmares weren’t so bad after all.

Gaia croaked, her throat closing off with emotion. “I’m through with you, whore. I’ve come to tie up my loose ends.” Bash grinned maliciously before lunging in once more and ripping out her throat. Gaia’s screams rang through her apartment as she grasped frantically at the air. When her eyes finally focused, she realized it was morning. A nightmare— Gaia curled into a fetal position and wept. The nightmare hurt and frightened her on many levels. She couldn’t analyze what it all meant at that moment. All Gaia could do was shiver with the fear and pain the dream had left behind.

Maybe then he would be drunk enough to do it. "He wants to, right Demitri?" Kyle asked, smiling. Demitri looked in his cup and started drinking more. After, he took a breath and looked at Becca. "Can't let Becky lose her dare streak." Demitri said and Becca rubbed her arms. Kendra smiled and stood up, pulling Becca to her feet while Demitri stood on his own. Kendra started leading the two to her bedroom. Demitri looked back at the guys and they both gave him two thumbs up. He felt like throwing up or passing out or a terrible combination of the two.