A reoccuring nightmare I want deciphered
This nightmare reoccurs every 4 years. Flawlessly as far as I know, but I'm not sure if it's on the same night on that 4th year. As far as I can remember, I've had this dream ever since I was 8 or 9 years old. (I'm 17, now.)
It all starts off in the living room, beside my back door, with my back propped up against the wall. I'm looking into the computer room, kind of mindlessly or blankly, just "spacing out". I hear the phone ring and I walk into the computer room, I still feel numb, as in no real emotion, but it feels almost like I'm floating, like I had no weight, but it was not like moon walking...
I reach the computer room, and pick up the phone and look at the caller ID, the caller ID is just a blank screen, I think nothing of it and answer the phone. I put it up to my ear and hear nothing but white noise, this kind of creeps me out a little, I can feel my heart beating, but it wasn't really racing. I listen harder and I hear a male voice, the same male voice with every repetition of the dream. The voice does NOT change. First I hear a quiet, whispery "I know where you live." the voice wasn't at all monotone, but it had a threatening undertone. Then the white noise clears, but comes back after a moment much MUCH louder, and that same guy angrily screaming "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, MOTHER*insert expletive here*." It freaks me out so bad that I turn the phone off and slam it on the ground, causing the batteries to pop out... But the phone makes that noise when it's been left off of the hook for too long, despite having the batteries out. I stomp on the phone, and the phone shuts off completely.
I sit on the couch, and tremble, biting on my thumbnail and staring at the coffee table, again, spacing out but still thinking about the incident that just occurred, and shaken about it. The phone rings again, and I go to the phone that's near the TV and pick it up, looking at the caller ID and only seeing a blank screen. I answer the phone with no hesitation, and this time I hear heavy, but steady breathing, with my heart racing, and my voice crackling with fear, I ask "Hello? Who's this?" and he says "I'm your personal hell. I see you. I'm going to get you. I'm going to suffer. I'M GOING TO SKIN YOU ALIVE." At this point I'm fearing for my life, to where I'm almost frozen where I stand. I look around, glancing out of the windows with my eyes, turning around to look out of the glass door, down the hall way, in the kitchen, but I see no one. Then I hear "It's your imagination, that's what you want to believe. But it's not, it's reality, it's your nightmare coming true, and I'm going to get you." and the dialogue gets louder and louder, causing my heart to race even faster and it scares me so bad that I finally wake up.