So when i was younger i used to get nightmares of Chuckie nearly every night. I mean this was recurring for years it seemed like, and it all seemed to stem from me seeing it on TV when i was 3 or 4 years old.

Anyway i would see him and i would try to run away, but it was like i was running in slow motion. I would try to scream but i couldn't seem to open my mouth, and if i somehow did nothing came out. I remember when i would eventually wake up, 5 some seconds later i still couldn't scream.

He would catch up to me and i even now can still feel what it was like trying to wake myself up. I would try and could feel my eyes but i was still stuck in the dream. He grabbed me and that face of his, and i was struggling to scream and wake at the same time but i couldnt.

So after all these dreams i remember having one dream where i killed him. I don't remember with what, but i remember running into him, and somehow i managed to kill him. And poof like that, to this day i have never had a dream about chuckie. Its like once i killed him off in the dreamworld he was permanently gone. I remember i ran downstairs and told my parents " I killed chuckie!". I mean i got really excited because i would sleep and i didn't have nightmares anymore.

Maybe during all the fear, i somehow got lucid and at that point my mind decided i had enough of this, and killed him. It was glorious though.