The Racist Metrosexual
I remember this nightmare I had when I was really young. My aunt used to live with us. She was a Horror movie buff. I woke up one night and went to the bathroom and her door was cracked. She was watching Nightmare on Elm Street. I sat on the floor and watched a bit of it. She got up to leave her room an I broke (took off running) to my room. I had Freddy nightmare when I went to sleep. I woke up scared, went back to sleep and the nightmare picked back up. This happened two more times. I was pretty anti-horror movies for a little while after that. I think I was like 8 or something because I remember the Fresh Prince Freddy Crouger song coming on the radio a few days after that happening and I was all freaked.