Howdy guys, as some of you know, I am here to make friends and chat and I can assure you that I am not trying to troll or anything, I just want to
stress that point. Sorry for the wall of text but I really need to talk to somebody about this and I really don't know who but I know you guys may at
least know something about this kind of stuff.
A week back I posted a thread regarding some strange coincidences that had been cropping up randomly during my every day life. A user replied to my
thread talking about gangstalking and I took that as pure bulls*&t and pretty much left it there. The idea did kind of stay at the back of my mind
though but I assumed it was too crazy to even bother giving it any serious thought. But, some strange things keep happening and I'd really like to
know if I am just acting crazy here or what...
12/03/2017:
I'm in the living room at 12:15pm (the time I recorded that the strange thing actually happened waiting for a parcel to be delivered from Amazon. I
always rather stay in the room in case the delivery man knocks once and legs it haha. So, this old bloke, I'd say ages around 60-70 pulls up across
the road from my house and starts just leaning against the wall across the road. As I have said before, I live in a very small village and I know
everybody here and they all near enough know me. The same goes for what cars we all drive, you can recognize most people here just by seeing what car
is going by. So, I go to make a coffee in the kitchen which is just next to the living room. The kettle has boiled and I just catch sight of the
mirror at the bottom of the stairs between the kitchen and the living room and the old bloke is stood at my fu***ng window taking a damn picture! I
swear to god I almost crapped my pants. I panicked and just froze on the spot holding the mug I got from the cupboard above the kettle. I walked back
into the living room trying to look as casual as I can and he just walked away like nothing had happened and got into his car and drove off. Like,
what the actual hell? My thoughts are he was scoping out my house for a robbery or something.
14/03/2017:
I'm at my girlfriends flat and she went out to the shop to get us some beers because we were going to have a nice chilled gaming night playing
Scrabble. Please keep in mind that you need a FOB to enter the building, her flat is on the 9th floor and there's security on site at all times. I
also know there's only three other people on that floor as the flat's are quite new and we know them all by name. About 15 minutes after she headed
out I hear what sounded like an older gentleman chatting on the phone and what sounded like him rubbing his hands along the railing outside the flat
(you can look down into the center of the building over the railing). I instantly stopped what I was doing ( I was doing a little work for a book I'm
currently designing the cover art for) and I just stared at the door trying my best to listen to him. After what seemed to be a good two or three
minutes of him talking he stops directly outside the flat door and I s**t you not, I hear him say "James isn't in yeah bud" and he tries the bloody
door handle... I have never been as scared in my life, but as soon as I heard him try the handle I ran to the door and tried to look through the peep
hole but as soon as I did (I am assuming he heard me run through the flat) he got the hell out of there. I honestly have no idea what this is and my
girlfriend says she has no idea either and that it has never ever happened before. But wait, there's more...
15/03/2017:
So, I got back home this morning via the train. Cut to 8:20pm (just a few hours back) and I am finishing work. I'm walking up to my home, which is
about a 20 minute walk from my workplace. I got about half way home and I notice a car behind me (black 4X4 kind of like drug dealers have in American
TV shows) driving slow as hell, I'd say about 5mph. I felt bloody freaked out so I started to jog and literally as soon as I started to pick up pace,
the car drives off at full speed, but as the car went past me the bloke inside was fu**ing recording me on his phone, it was only a quick glimpse but
I know for a fact he was recording me.
The old guy is not from our village and the guy in the huge 4X4 from tonight is not either. Does anybody have any ideas here? Thank you! I'm seriously
still freaked out after what happened at my girlfriend's flat.
Is it worth me recording stuff from now on? I have no idea what this is as I have done nothing wrong and am in no way connected with anything even
remotely bad. Aside from a few online ventures I'm just a normal dude off the web.
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