Leaving the matrix

I'm laying down at the opposite end of my bed that i sleep at in real life, it's late night maybe early morning, and I sense someone at my window. My cat and my niece are laying in front of me for some reason. The window is open and so is the curtains and blinds. But I'm so tired i ignore the feeling and try to go back to sleep, then I realize my curtains are swaying violently in and out like they're reaching for me. So I turn around and realize my dad is outside at my window trying to grab my arm and fucking with me. I scream to my mom who for some reason is in my sisters room next room and we can communicate as if no wall separates us, she down plays it and says I'm over reacting. So i try to go back to sleep and then my dads arm come for me again and I scream at him and my mom comes and then shes see's i was telling the truth and we shut all the windows and yell that we'll call cops on him if he doesn't leave out the gate.

Dream Fragment:I'm standing in front of the tv in the living room just staring at the wall behind it, then my mom walks in and starts talking about how she's been talking to my dad, and me and my sister become angry, but then she says he has throat cancer then I become somewhat concerned, but only somewhat. I think to myself it's probably from all those cigarettes he smokes. I tell her to tell him to poor his urine down his throat and then to stop contact because it might be one of his tricks again.

I'm walking into the house from being at my grandmas or something, like from a short vacation. When I walk in the house I see my dad walk in from the hallway. I instantly know he's been in my room. I become infuriated for my mom letting him in our house and he instantly tries to regain power of the house and us. I tell my mom to call the cops now I know he has no right but she acts like she's too afraid. So I go to my room and dig through stuff for some reason, then I hear him coming so I go to my door and shut it and lock it. He starts banging on the door, and brakes it in. Then he tries to make me back down, but I don't and tell him I'll steal everything right back. And I'll sell his shit as fast as he sells mine. He becomes enraged because he can't instill fear in me, so he pushed me on my bed and had this metal stick and stabbed it at my throat, i try to block it with my hands but it cuts my skin and he walks out of my room. I run out behind him and plea with my mom to step up again but she just stands there and smile, so I turn around and hear him digging in my room, then he walks out with some of my stuff and a stack of my money and he laughs at me telling me what he's going to do with it, but then I get up and grab the money and put it in my pocket and say the same things back.

I'm walking towards my bedroom door, I open it and turn the corner towards the kitchen/living room. I see my dad, He didn't hear or spot me, yet. I quietly sneak back into my room, turn off the light & lock my door. I lay in my bed & grab m y phone, I try to contact my mom with it but it isn't working. I feel anxious & need to contact her because I feel he'll come to my door any second now. Suddenly I see a blueish cell phone light beaming from under my door. I instantly know it's him, he's on the floor staring at me so silently & it's horrifying. I realize he can probably see my cell phones light shining on my face so I quickly pull it under the covers with me to kill the light. It seems as though he is staring at me for an eternity. I pretend to be asleep and then he tries to calls my phone but I quickly turn it off. Then he becomes furious, and starts thrashing on my door. He was actually succeeding in almost getting my door open somehow, so I jump up out of my bed & cover the bottom of my door with my shoes & some of my dumbbells. I think he might try to steal my dumbbells so I move them at an angle to where I'm confident he can't take them. Then he tries to get in again so I get on the floor & lean my back against the door & put my feet against my dresser so he can't push me forward with the door, but I worry he might be able to push both me & the dresser forward. I notice that out of nowhere an old nokia brick cell phone appears next to me on the floor & starts ringing. I look, & it's my mom. I answer & then quickly hang up so my dad can't hear, but I know that now I have her number. I quickly text her, I realize looking into the phone screen that it's like a clear sphere, like trying to text on a screen on a clear green light glowing marble & this makes it difficult. I text her something along the lines of "Help me, lord farqwad snuck into the house and is trying to get me!". At this action he seems to dissipate whilst making angry defeated noises.