Hello,
It's that time again. Time for me to ramble about my day or anything I thinking about. But after all isn't that the whole point of this? Anyways onto my day it was pretty easy. I spent the morning at work planting trees. We had this machine that would uproot them and plant them somewhere else. All I really had to do was pack in the dirt around the trees and fill in any holes. I got to get out at one o'clock today which made it much better. However I did get called into the main office for a union rep meeting. Theres been some things going on at my work place which I needed to report what I've observed. Eh works always fun alright.
Well I got home and my darn internet wouldn't work! I was annoyed and worried. If my net wasn't working I couldn't read my email from my girlfriend or let her know to just call me at home. But thank goodness it's working now! Just about the normal time I get home from work too. So it's not so bad. So what shall I write about today? Hmm I have plenty of things to write up here that are all rather lengthy. You know I do have something I've been meaning to rewrite for a rather long time. It was about fifteen paragraphs long and posted here on gaia. However gaia ate up that post and so I don't have the full explained story anywhere now.
That particular post was about my stalker. Yes I have a stalker in real life. It's not some silly gaia stalker but something serious in real life. So let me explain everything from the beginning so you know how serious this actually is.
In 7th grade I was in a large group of friends. We were all the typical seventh grade friends. Nothing really odd or strange there besides our immature behavior of course. Well at this time I noticed one kid who always seemed to be alone or just didn't seem to have any real friends. I felt sorry for him and couldn't under good concious let someone be without friends in school. I had underwent a period of being made fun of when I was younger myself and didn't want anyone to have to go through that. I knew how it felt to think you didn't really have any real friends and so I took it upon myself to befriend him.
I didn't find anything wrong with the kid at all. He had a behavior problem and acted out at times. But I thought he was alright to hang out with and so I started doing just that in school and out of school. We'd spend most of our weekends together. Well time passed and he occaisionly got into arguements with my other friends. They couldn't understand why I was friends with him and so I was stuck in the middle. Well freshmen year came along and he hadn't changed mentally since 7th grade. He still enjoyed the immature jokes and for some odd reason making fun of over weight people. Even when he himself wasn't to skinny. Well this annoyed me and whenever he was over at my house around that time. He'd only pick on my younger brother and sister. He'd say crude things around my parents which would make them upset.
Anyways he kept arguing with my friends and even at one point called a friends house. He told his stepmom some things which got him in trouble. Of course this lead to a rather huge fight. Where letters were wrote about one another which one party saw. But after a teacher stepped in it was resolved and we moved on. However a little while into the year I was borrowing a game from a friend. My stalker came over and stole that game. He knew it was my friends game and just wanted to get back at him. It wasn't the first thing he took things from me. In years past he stole trading cards which he was discovered later.
Anyways back on to the game issue. A fight came about that which some horrible things were said. I was stuck in the middle my trust was hurt and I was getting more and more annoyed at how he acted. Around this time he began to really act strange. He wanted to come to my house every weekend. But for some strange reason. I have never been to his house. Well at this time my parents didn't like how he acted and the things he said about my house. Occasionally at school he'd make up something disgusting about my house and tell everyone while I was right there. He looked at me expecting me to find it amusing. Even when I told him other wise.
So at this time I was fed up with him but he finally decided to let me come over a few times. It was boring all those times because when I was over he'd joke about the same things we did in 7th grade. He'd also play games like final fantasy 9 the entire day while I sat and just watched. But around this time he'd still want to come over. Most of the time I'd let him but he kept everything he had up and I got tired of it. I had stopped hanging out with my old friends just because he wanted to see me all the time. I started telling him no when he'd ask. However he never would accept that. He'd always whine and demand a full explaination why he couldn't come over.
Of course I didn't want to tell him it was mainly because my parents said no. Because we barely had the money to even feed ourselves at that time. By the time I got sick of explaining and stopped Answering he phone calls. He started calling 30 times in a row at times. He'd leave messages every now and then that were along the lines of. "This is JON not JIM call me" And the sometimes he'd just play some silly song into the phone. It was just weird how he was acting. Almost like he thought I wasn't just a friend but something more... One annoying thing around this time me and my friends had forgave him. We tried to be a large group of friends but we'd try to talk with him and he'd ignore us. Sometimes he'd just be in his own world. This got annoying and most of my friends stopped trying.
Anyways one of those times he called over and over. I gave in and decided to go over to his house. If memory serves me now this was around sophomore year. Anyways at his house we were in his room. It was about one o'clock at night. His room was in the attic and had no actual lights. The only light we had was a lamp plugged into an outlet the same as the TV. Well we were watching that and suddenly he reached over and pulled the plug.
I couldn't see a thing and asked him what he was doing. He didn't respond but I could hear him moving to the other side of the room. I fumbled around and found the plug. I managed to plug it in and looked over to see him standing on by his desk. He had a hammer in his hand. He had this strange blank look on his face that I'll never forget. He saw me look at him and suddenly acted like it was a big joke. But his eyes the moment before said other wises. Later that night he joked with a close hanger as well. I don't know what he was planning on doing but I went back home that morning.
It weirded me out and I didn't really want to go back there again. Anyways a while later we got into a fight. He asked if he could come over once again but this time online. I told him no and he freaked out and went on about me hating him and only liking my friend Jim. I explained everything right then and there to him. About my parents not having the money and how I felt about how he still acted. But he was fixed on my other friends and ranted on about wishing they were dead. In the end he ended up calling me gay and posted on a message board my address and name. Stating to everyone I was gay.
Well of course I was furious. The only thing that kept me from going over to his house and beating the crap out of him. Was my best friend online if it wasn't for Digipen Dreamer. I probally would of got in serious trouble. Anyways time passed and he weirded me out by constantly staring at me with this strange unblinking stares. Even my other friends noticed it and asked me about it. Well time passed and I forgave him once again. I tried being friends again but he kept up with ignoring me in schools or acting immature. Just everything he had been.
But at this time he started harrassing my younger sister a lot out of school. He'd do it going to his school bus. He still had to ride one because the school wouldn't let him drive. This bugged me and time went on. There was a few more minor things and my junior year came around. He got worse with staring and all that. I just stopped trying and ignored him. Well sometime in my senior year I was in his art class. I tried again to be nice and sat with him. But he was really annoying and embarrashed me to no end in class. He had apparently stopped caring about his personal hygene at this point. He had a really bad smell of B.O. about him. Strong enough it would linger five minutes after he left the room. I'm serious.
Well one night my sister comes home crying. He had made fun of her again. That was the finally straw I was outraged and went to school the next day to confront him about it. I told him to knock of bugging my sister and he responded. "She should no better" He then decided to swear up and down and I told him that he was five years older than her. He should no better then to pick on a little girl. At this point I was yelling and our teacher stepped in. She agreed with me and he decided to start telling my teacher he wish she'd die.
I had to leave the room I was that mad. I'm about 6'6'' or 7 and never ever yell at school or even get mad. Everyone just starred at me when I walked in the halls people went to the other side as I passed. But that was the last incident with him I could take. I refused to talk with him ever again. I'd still see him staring at me with his zombie like gaze. He'd even go so far as to walk up and down the halls where I was standing. The last I heard from him was on here. I knew his s/n and checked his posts. He was asking if anyone knew me and wanted to know my s/n.
I also saw him posting in some gay threads. Proving my belief about him that he was infact gay and was obssessed with me. Don't get me wrong I have nothing against gays. It's just when they start stalking and harrassing your family... Anyways over the summer I visited my girlfriend in TN. When I returned home my sister told me he harrassed her again. He was making fun of my girlfriend calling her names. "slut, whore. ect" He didn't even know her thank goodness I was gone when he did that. Or I would of completely lost it. I'm just glad I graduated so I don't have to deal with him anymore.
Hmm well now I think I explained everything pretty well. I might of left out certain details from my first post. But oh well this is really to much information for anyone to take in as it is. Well I'm going to submit and go about my night. 3nodding
~DJ Bothwell
 XDvandalDJ · Wed Sep 29, 2004 @ 10:37pm · 6 Comments |
