Nightmares

"Ghostface"

"Why didn't she just run?" I asked my boyfriend, Michael Burns.

"Cause, everyone in all horror movies are just plain stupid." he said while laughing.

It is like 11:00 pm and we are watching "Scream" while waiting on his parents to come home with his younger siblings, Ryan and Katie. While watching the movie we are making fun of Ghostface and all the dumb decisions the characters were making. The phone rang and the noise scared the living crap out of me.

"Haha. You get scared so easily." Michael told me.

"Shush." I said and giggled. I got up off the couch to answer the phone.

" WAIT! What if its a mass murderer?" Michael asked trying to scare me.

"Haha, very funny Michael."

I rushed to the phone and answered it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"What's your name?" a voice on the phone said. It has the same voice disguise as the one on Scream.

"Who is this??" I say very worriedly, there was no reply so I hurried and hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Michael asked.

"Someone with the same voice thing as the killer on the movie." I told him very scared.

"Okay, sit down and calm down. It's probably just someone trying to mess with your head. Everyone knows how easy it is to scare you." Michael reassured me.

"No. I know its not. No one that I know is sick enough to do that."

"Just stay clam."

"That's kinda hard to do. Okay?" I told him. The phone rang again and Michael got up and answered it.

"Why the hell do you keep calling me?" Michael yelled into the phone.

"Cause I wanna know who I am looking at right now." the mysterious voice on the phone said. 

Michael hung up the phone as fast as the speed of light and started running around the house. Locking all the doors and shutting all the lights off in the house. I am sitting on the couch freaking the fuck out because Michael won't tell me what is going on, because he didn't want me to get scared even more than I already am. Michael walked into the kitchen and came back out with a damn kitchen knife. 

I hear a knock on the door and run to answer it because I thought it was Michael's parents. I didn't want Michael to see me run off to go answer the door since he had been acting very strange. I opened the front door very quietly so that Michael didn't hear, but when I looked outside there was no one there. I shut the door and walked back into the living room.

"Hey Michael, is your mom home?" I asked.

"No...Why are you asking?"

"There was a knock on the door and I decided to go and answering while you wren't looking." I told Michael.

"Savannah! I know I didn't tell you this before but there is actually a crazy murderer outside!!! You cannot just go answering the door!" Michael said obviously very angry.

I burst into tears because I how emotional I am and I cant control it.

"Maybe we should call the police." I suggested through sobs.

The phone started to ring again. I walked over to the phone and hesitated to answer it. Finally I had to pick up the phone.

"Call the police and your family gets hurt." the voice said and he or she hung up.