We were a family of six - me, parents and 3 sisters of mine. We lived happily for a long time and nothing foreshadowed a trouble when once the tragedy happened. My father who never would made up the mind to such a desperate step before, has committed suicide by hanging. Nobody has understood how it all could happened, but since that moment everything has gone sideways. Sisters went crazy, mother was placed in a mental hospital. We were haunted by the same repeating dream: the person in a black hat with a burnt face trying to kill us over and over again.
Thus, I've lost all my sisters.
My name is Samantha Fulks and I am the last one standing. The nightmare from Elm street devoured up my family.
