Warning ⚠️ this chapter talks about rape and child molestation/ sexual abuse.
I wanted to give the readers a heads up.

"There are also some rather disturbing scars on her back which seem similar to her current wound."

"I knew it! I knew that she had been one of his victims." My mother replied with a frown.

"His as in???"

"Yes as in Kruger. These dreams these nightmares that she's been having could they be suppressed memories?"

"It is possible. I'll give her a small sedative to help her sleep tonight and watch her though out the night. Then based on the results I may prescribe a sleeping pill to help her sleep." The Doctor replied.

"No!" I screamed as I saw the Doctor prepair the sleeping sedative.

"Shhh. Everything will be alright. This'll help you get a good nights rest." The Doctor replied as she injected the sedative into my arm.

"No." I moaned as I felt my eyes getting heavy. "I've got to stay awake" but it was to no prevail. I couldn't fight the sedative and soon despite all my efforts I was fast asleep.

As soon as I fell asleep I found myself face to face with Freddy. "Hello princess did you miss me?" He said with a smile.

"What do you want? Why are you doing this?"

"Must we go through all of this again? Well perhaps this will help kickstart your memory." Freddy said with a smile revealing a light teal blue dress.

I looked at the dress and shook my head. "No. Me no wanna." I replied with a pout.

"Why do you keep talking and acting like that?" Freddy demanded in irritation.

"Like what?" I replied confused.

"Like your a baby." Freddy replied. Instantly my cheeks went red in embarrassment.

"My Step father wants me to talk and act like a baby . If I don't then he will punish me. Sometimes I forget that I'm not really two."

"I think I it's quite cute. In fact, I think I prefer it when you talk like that. As for the dress perhaps if you tried it on for size you'd remember it." Freddy replied.

"No thank you. I hate dresses!" I growled as he handed me the dress.

Freddy laughed "you didn't always. In fact, dresses were your favorite thing to wear when you were in pre-school. You always looked so beautiful in them and it always made you sad when you couldn't wear them."

Then Freddy snapped his fingers and the next thing I knew I was in the teal blue dress that he had shown me only moments before. "Awe look at you, you look like a beautiful princess straight out of a fairytale. Just like you did when we first met. Are you starting to remember Princess?" Freddy said with a smile.
I frowned and shook my head no.

"Then I guess I have no choice but to show your memories to you all over again. I don't mind they are after all some of my favorite memories. Let me take you on a journey through time." With that scenes from my life flew past until we came to the day that I had arrived on Elm street. I looked and saw a little girl sitting on the swing humming to herself. She seemed very familiar though I couldn't place where I'd seen her before.

Then I saw a strange man who looked eerily familiar walk up to the fence. "Hello Sweetheart what's your name?"

"Catrina ." The little girl replied and my eyes when wide. It wasn't possible there was no way that little girl was me was it?

"Catrina that's a beautiful name." This strange man in a green and red striped sweat shirt and a brown fedora told the little girl.

"Do you like to play games Catrina ?"  The man asked her with a smile.

"Me lobe games!" I heard the little girl reply excitedly.

"What's your favorite game?" The strange man asked winking at the little girl.

"Hide & seek." the little girl replied.

"That's one of my favorite game too. I can tell we are going to be good friends you and I. Your very pretty do you know that?"

The little girl pouted and tears filled her eyes. "No Me not. If Me was pwetty daddy would want to spend time with me. He wishes Me looked pwitty like me mommy.

"Well I think your beautiful. I'd love to spend time with you."

"Are you starting to remember now?" Freddy asked appearing right next to me causing me to jump. I shook my head no. "Tisk, tisk it's not nice to lie Princess. Perhaps I should give you some medicine for being a bad little girl. Only bad girls tell lies." Freddy replied causing a very familiar looking belt to appear in his hands. I whimpered at the sight of it.

"I don't like it when you lie to me. We've always been truthful with each other. We were good friends you and I. Now I'm going to ask you one more time and if you don't answer me then you will be punished." Freddy replied snapping the belt together making a cracking sound.

"This can't be real. Wake up Catrina oh please wake up." I told myself closing my eyes but when I opened them I was still in the boiler room and Freddy was smiling. I began to tremble and whimper.

"Answer the question kitten."

"I..." I shook my head no and Freddy sighs.

"It's taking you a lot longer for you to accept the truth then I thought it would. Nancy realized almost immediately who I am and what I want. I have to say I'm a little disappointed in you Princess. I'd have thought that you've have figured things out by now."

"That's ok though, it'll just give me more reasons to come and visit your dreams. I promise you Princess, your memories will come back to you and when they do you will accept that this is no dream and we will have loads of fun just like we use to." Freddy replied with an evil smile.

"Wait. Don't go."'

"You want me to stay?" Freddy asked surprised.

"Yes. Please show me why you are doing this."

At this, Freddy chuckled "You do remember who I am don't you?"

I whimpered tearfully. "You can't be him."

"I can't be who?"

"Uncle Fweddy."

"Why is that princess?"

"He'd never huwt me. He cawed about me. He pwostected me from my daddy when he was dwunk. You can't be him."

"Ah, but it is me princess."

"No! Me don't beliebe you! Uncle Fweddy would not huwt us. He was our fwiend."

"Things change Princess. People change."'

"That not twue. People not change dat much. You is ebil and you want to huwt me. Why do you hate me? What did me eba do to you?"

"Why don't you ask that witch you call mom that question." He said with a growl. With that Freddy disappeared leaving me completely confused. Who was this Freddy Kruger? What was his connection to my past? I asked myself as I awoke from the dream sitting up in my hospital bed.

"How are you feeling this morning?" The doctor asked.

"Ok Me guess."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Kind of. I dreamt about that man again. The one with the red and green sweater and brown fedora."

"Oh?"

"He said that I knew him. That he and I use to be the best of friends. He said his name was Freddy. Do you know who He is?"

"I should get about my rounds. I'll come check on you later." The Doctor replied nervously.

A few hours later my mom came to visit me. "Mom, who is Freddy?"

My mom froze and then began fumbling in her purse for something. "I don't know Dear. If you'll excuse me I'll be right back I need a smoke."

I grabbed her arm and pulled her back down into the chair next to my bed. "Why won't anyone answer my question? Who is Freddy?"

"Who He was is none of your business. Now look what you've done? I'm a nervous wreck.
I really need a smoke."' My mom replied pulling out a cigarette from her purse.

"Will I see you or daddy later?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I don't like discussing that man. If you want your father or I to visit then this inquiry about Fredric Kruger has to stop." My mom replied heading for the door.

"I dreamt about him last night." I replied causing her to pause momentarily before closing the door.

"Doctor may I have a word with you?"

"Of course what can I do for you?"

"Is there anything you can give my daughter that will suppress her memories?" I heard my mom asking the doctor.

"I'm not sure I understand."

"Is there a prescription that you can give my daughter that will stop memories from resurfacing?"

"I am not sure. Why wouldn't you want your daughter's memories to return?"

"Because the memories that are resurfacing need to stay dead and buried. She keeps asking about you know who." My mom replied.

"Yes. I know. She's not the only one who's asked about him recently."

"Who else has asked about him?"

"Nancy and Quinton."

"Why they are suddenly remembering that monster?"

"These memories could be resurfacing because the recent murders. In Catrina's case her memories of You know who might be coming from the fact that someone attempted to rape her. If I remember correctly Freddy was always protective of Catrina was he not?"

"Yes, though I never understood why he protected her but abused and murdered the other children. You don't think that he knew that he was her father do you?"

"It's possible. Though I'm not sure how he would have discovered that."

"Is there anyway to stop her from dreaming about him? Anyway to possibly block out those dreams?"

"There is an experimental drug called Hyposil but I'm am a little hesitant to prescribe it as it can have disturbing side effects. I don't recommend it. My advice is that you tell Her the truth."

"No. It's time to let the past die." The Doctor nodded.

Later that afternoon I was visited by a
Nun named Sister Mary Helena. "Hello Catrina How are you doing today? Would
You mind if I pray over you?"

I shrugged my shoulder " I guess not." I replied with a sigh. "Why won't they tell me the truth?"

"The truth about Fredric Kruger?" Sister Mary Helena asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yes."

"I suppose it's because they are trying to protect you." Sister Mary Helena replied.

"Can you tell me about him?"

"I'm not sure that I should..."'

"Please Sister. I need to know."

Sister Mary Helena sighed and then nodded. "What can I say about Fredric Kruger? He was conceived under very unfortunate circumstances."

"What do you mean?"

"He was the byproduct of rape."

"What is rape?" I asked confused.

"Rape means someone is forced her to have sex with someone else against their will.  You do know what sex is don't you child?"

"No."

"Oh dear. How do I explain this? When a man and woman love each other and are married the man puts his private part into the woman's privet part and he moves it in and out of her body. Sometimes the man cums inside of the woman and she can become pregnant. Rape is when a man forces a woman to have sex against her will.

"Oh."

"Kruger's mother was a volunteer at the Hathaway House and was accidentally locked in with the patients over the Christmas season. During which she was raped multiple times by over 100 mental patients. She was ashamed of what had happened to her and ashamed of the circumstances in which he was conceived. So after naming him Fredric Charles Kruger she placed him up for adoption."

"Why?"

"As I have already explained he was a product of rape. He was a constant reminder of what she had been through."

"So instead loveing him like a mother should she gave him up?" I asked with a frown. "Didn't she know that all children are a gift from God no matter the circumstances concerning their conception that is the right word right?"

"Yes that is the correct term. I should go."

"No wait, what else can tell me about him?"

"Although Kruger's mother put him up for adoption She did keep an eye on her son. She was saddened to see that he was physically, verbally and psychologically abused by his adopted father who was a drunk. It is possible that he sexually abused him as well. He made it clear to Fredric that he had only adopted him for the money. He never loved him. He would frequently give Fredric what he called his medicine."

"I don't like the sound of that. What did he mean he had to take his medicine?"

"From what I understand, His adopted father would hit him multiple times with a belt and as he hit him he'd tell him that he was a unwanted unloved waste of time and space."

"If she knew what was going on why didn't she do something?"

"There wasn't much she could do. She had given up her rights to him. That was something that she could never take back even though sometimes she found herself wishing that she could.  To tell you the truth she didn't know what was going on behind those doors. It was only years later that she learned of the abuse he went through as a child. To make matters worse his classmates knew of the circumstances surrounding his birth and they frequently reminded him of the fact that he was as they called him the son of a hundred maniacs by changing it over and over again."

"I don't like this story."

"Unfortunately, the story only gets sadder. Because of all of the abuse he went through as a child and possibly because it was in his genes he became mentally unstable. Despite what he went through when he was younger, He grew up to be a handsome young man. He married his high school sweetheart Loretta and they had a beautiful daughter name Katherine. It seemed as if everything was picture perfect. He had a beautiful family a good job and was a pillar in the community. However, Fredric had a secret. A very dark and disturbing secret."

"He hated his neighbors and co-workers and he hated their children. They were spoiled brats and so one day he decided to teach these little piglets as he called them a lesson."

"He befriended children at the pre-school and would take them down into the basement and abuse them. He also would kidnap children who's parents weren't keeping a watch on them and he would take them to the boiler room at the power plant where he use to work. There he would chase them reveling in their fear and then when he grew tired he'd ultimately murder them."

"He would then place their body's in different locations around town. The bodies were so badly mutilated that they it was often hard to identify them.  His wife found his special work room by accident and he murdered her in front of their daughter. He convinced his daughter to keep her mouth shut. That her mother deserved to take her medicine for snooping in his special work. Eventually he re-married a young women named Crystal. They seemed like they were happy."

"Did you say Crystal?"

"Yes. Why?"

"That's my mother's name. What happened to  this Crystal?"

"No one really knows. One day she just up and disappeared. Soon afterward Kathrine told the police what she had seen him do to her mother and he was arrested. When they searched the house they found his special work room which proved that he was what the press dubbed the Springwood Slasher. He was put on trial for child abuse and murder. When his mother heard about what he had been accused of doing she hung herself.

"Why?"

"Because their was no doubt in her mind that he was guilty. She blamed herself for all the evil that he had done. If it wasn't for her he'd have never been born. She knew from the moment that she found out that she was pregnant that he was a demon child full of evil. She knew that he'd be a monster but she gave birth to him anyway."

"I don't want to be told anymore about this Amanda. I'm really starting to not like her. What happened to Freddy? Was he found guilty?"

"No. He was released on a technicality."

"What's that?"

"It means he was released due to a mistake that had been made when he was arrested."

"So what happened to him?"

"I'm afraid that I can't answer that. I have to go. I shouldn't have told you all this I'm sorry. May God bless you my child." Sister Mary Helena replied dashing from the room and disappearing.

That was it I was now more then ever determined to know what had happened to Freddy Kruger and what my connection to him
was. There was only one person who could give her the answers I sought.

"Catrina how are you feeling today? I brought you some fresh clothes and a few of your things from your room. To help brighten things up in here a little." My mom said as she sat down in the chair across from my bed.

"Mom did I know Freddy Kruger?"

At this, my mother rubbed her temple and sighed. "I thought you'd have let that drop
by now."

"Mom I need to know. Did I know him?"

"Why is this so important to you?"

"I know that he was killed people but I need to know how I'm connected to him? Did I know him?"

Yes, Catrina you knew him. You all did. He worked at the pre-school that you attended as a gardner."

"Then I did go to pre-school with Nancy and the others."

"Yes." My mom replied with a sigh placing her fingers between her forehead and cheek indicating that she was beginning to get a headache.

"Why did you not to tell me this when I asked? Why did you lie?"

"I didn't lie. I didn't  want you to have to go through life remembering those horrible days. They were a very bad time in our lives and I just wanted the memories to remain buried."

"How did I know Freddy?"

"Like I said, he was a Gardner at the school. He loved you children. You were his world. Or so we thought. It turns out that he was a monster. He murdered at least 20 children and there was signs that he..." my mom's voice trailed off once more.

"That he what?"

"There was evidence that he molested you."

"Molested me?" What's dat mean?" This conversation was making me feel uncomfortable and so I immediately returned to my childlike frame of mind.

"He touched your privet parts. He didn't just touch you that way but several other children at the pre-school including Nancy, Quinton, Tina, the list goes on and on."

"No. It can't be. He wouldn't huwt me. He was my best fwiend." I replied tearfully.

"I wish it weren't true but it is there was very strong evidence to prove it. You were so young and innocent you never should have had to go through the things that he he did to you."

"Did he have a brown hat and a wed and gween long sleeve top?"

"How do you know about that?" My mom replied her face turning pale.

"The man in my dwems. He's has a wed and gween long sleeve stwipped  top and a bwown hat. He has a glove on his left hand that had knifes on it. He says that Nancy and the others alweady know who he is and now it's my turn to know. What is you not telling me? Sista Mawy Helena said that he didn't go to jail. So what happened to him? What did you guys do?"

"What do you mean what did we do?" My mother asked with a frown.

"What did you do to him?"

"We tracked him down to an abandoned warehouse we doused the building in gasoline and we set it aflame with him inside. The boiler in the warehouse exploded from the fire bomb we through inside the building. After the fire was out we took his body and his glove and tossed them into the furnace and lit it. We watched his body burn. Freddy is gone forever and he is never coming back." My mom replied.

"That's what you think." Freddy snickered. "Perhaps I should pay a visit to your dreams Crystal. It's time you truely pay for what you did to me. I am going to make you suffer. When I'm done with you your going to wish that I had killed you." Freddy replied with a growl.