What does this year have in store?

DEC 2001

Fourteen years After I met The large lady at The Misty Moon, and ten years of loneliness, solitude, and social torture. Just before Christmas 2001, I met a nice girl; a friend of a friend. My co-worker asked me if this person could be my date at a party, I just figured what ever she wants she gets, just as long as everybody is happy. I accepted. I made a wise crack about her being my Christmas gift. As she was presented to me at the party; my girlfriend. What could be more simple than that? I realized how beautiful she was, so so beautiful. She was young, much younger than I, she was tall, slim and had dark hair. I was quite tongue tied and speechless. I fell in love with her and didnt even get to know her.

Where did you go? I looked up, I could have fell to my knees and kissed her feet. there was the only women who could change my life for the best. I left her at the staff party, because her friend told me she was going to go home, I didn't even get a chance to talk to her, I was under the impression that She was invited so she could spend time with her friend. I made an assumption that if she wanted another get together, she would let me know. After her friend led me away from the party and got about a mile away she then states to me "you shouldn't have left."
As I looked at her, it seemed as though I had fallen in love with her again I knew this was the one person I have waited for for a long time, we were talking about the party, I gave her a plastic happy face, when she had to leave for a minute when she came back I appologised for leaving her at the party, she said maybe I should come back then, I told her that would be nice, then she slipped away.
I heard a women scream in a loud voice "He's a fucking faggot", "Find out where she is going" "GO GET HER","GO AFTER HER". I started to wonder if that psycotic teacher had been waiting for her to show up, at my place of work. It would not be the first time that weirdo interfered in a friendship.
one of the staff asked me what I think of the girl I had at the party, I told her That "I think she is wonderful" She then gave me a funny look then left.

2 days later while I was walking though the place where I work a young punk sitting up top yelled while I was passing "F_ing FAGGOT, CAN'T KEEP A 21 YEAR OLD A WOMEN". I began to wonder if I have a new group of stalkers, or is this the same old group. using somebody else to try to embarrass me, or make me look bad. I Know one thing, that somebody has been trying desperately over the past several years to take opportunities and things away from me.

2 more days later I started to believe I may have been tricked, into thinking something that was not true the second time somebody yelled something at me as I passed, and that's not a good sign. Well It's just another story that somebody can use to degrade my character. I assume.

JAN, 01 2002

I waited for her till January first, believing that she said she should come back, she didn't, It was over before it even started.

JAN 2002

Met my previous date. she has a boyfriend now. I was told by somebody else that she dumped me because I was too old, that her boyfriend was a nice guy, and he was much younger than me, I just believed she is old enough to make her own decisions. naa, she is a nice girl, I believe she would not do anything that cruel. something was, just not right. I know at the time I was, and felt positive. Now I just feel abandoned. She must be in with the same people who have stalked and harrassed me in the past. Only time will tell. Some of the people that frequent this place are not my friends.

I actually forgot about the large women, and what she told me at the Misty Moon, until a day or two ago. February 8 2002. It has acuallt taken eight months, to try to remember every last detail the woman told me. sentance by sentence. As truthfully and accurately as possible, I believe this story not to be a joke, or a simple little game. After 14 years anybody can make mistakes in memory. I believe, there are not very many people who could comprehend the difficulties, and temptations which I have gone through, in avoiding most women, for the sake of one special person.

FEB 2002

As I go walking most the time, I walk on a certain street, I ran into 3 women at approx. 11:30pm, They watched me as I approached, but not one of them would gesture to move in order to let me pass, so I had to walk off the sidewalk to pass around them, one of the women; a blond seemed very familiar to to me, once passed and a few yards away All three of the women started a chorus of artificial laughter as if it were directed at somebody.

A blond haired 5'4" or so, woman is inside the place where I work, she is sitting up front in the dark watching, the door to my place, as I look at the women, from the door of my place she gives me a dirty look and keeps staring at me. If I didn't know any better I would believe that it is the same women that approached Penny, with some F___ed Up story of something I did to her, and I Know one thing; I haven't done any thing to anybody that would warrant anybody using other people to harass me and play psychological games with. not for 9.5 years, or more. The Tempter wanted me in a position where I didn't know who was doing what to me, He thought he was going to use the psycotic teacher, to help him get his way. but I refused to play their game. Who else could be in on this?

Douglas visiting at the bar where I work. After the place closed I overheard somebody outside, tell somebody else that I'm an asshole.

MAR 2002
Wednesday May 08 2002

I walk out of my rooming house front door at approx. 7:00pm, as I was about to close the door A woman walked by, which looked exactly like the women I went to a christmas party with, she crossed the street and went to the bar across the street. I met a guy named Bob outside my place, on my way to get a coffee at Tim's and we started to chat, as I looked across the street, A seemingly familiar woman was walking towards me on the opposite side of the street with a man, as I looked the women hid behind the man while the man started to stare at me in a blatant attempt to intimidate, before they reached the building across the Street, and didn't take his eyes off me until they reached the Government Building, meaning this idiot had to turn his head back in order to keep staring at me, while the woman kept trying to hide behind the man, because "Inadequate losers" use staring to intimidate there victims, this women may be using other people in order to harass me, They both kept on going until they reached the bar across the street, and went in. Now these two people, are the same two people, at least the man is. The woman at that time was about 5'6" with long red hair, I'm positve it was the nut that I worked with at the Med restaurant, she sat with her back to me. I was thinking why does this nut have to be here now? what is she doing writing a book? every time I turn around she seems to be some where near. While I was waiting to show myself to a person I answered a personal ad to. After waiting the required time, plus a week after renovations, I door opened, some one asked if this was the right street, then one person said to another person, "he's to old" then the persons left, the man and woman got up and they followed those persons out of a downtown coffee shop, then what looked like a detective, came in the shop, and asked the person at the counter if I had been looking at anybody. If that person I was to show myself to, shows up later in life, the Psychotic Teacher, I believe, will know who she is, if she hasn't met her already in the past and will posibly want to know her business also. For her little book.
Had a dream when I fell asleep There was the man, who shaves his beard like mine, the man that I just saw previously in the day. In my dream he was looking intently, behind him, in the shadows was the psychotic teacher, his eys turned to fire as he was looking at a my last date. who was in great distress, under what seemed to be a table.

Thursday May 09, 2002

The blond (Pshycotic teacher) whom was one of the persons in a dream I had, the night before, and the short dark haired women both walked by me together and one said to the other; loud enough for me to hear it, "You should have seen her fight and squirm." then they began a corus of artificial laughing.

Sunday May 12 2002

While I left work I went straight home, as I past by the windows to go to my door of the rooming house, Some man inside my place of work, sitting with a group of people yelled loud enough, that I could hear through the closed window "that's the guy, who thinks the {psychotic teacher}(he actually used her first name) is stalking him" then some one of the group started to hoop and holler, possibly to get my attention, I only believe that If I wasn't being stalked, these individuals would not know who I am, let alone what I think, maybe they should try card tricks.

Saturday May 17 2002

While I left work, I past by my place to go to My Favorite Coffee Shop. As I past the alcove next to my building, Two women were standing in the alcove, they both looked at me, and both made an arrogant type of laugh at me. one of the women, the taller of the two, with the dark hair, I remember as one of the three women who were standing in front of Winchester. on the sidewalk, that made the previous laughing gesture, with the taller familiar looking blond haired woman.

Sunday May 18 2002

I left work through the back door to go home for a minute, after 10:00 pm to I walked up the back driveway and proceeded to walk south on Barrington Street, until I reached my Steps, as soon as I started up the steps to my door, a women made a loud artificial laugh. It sounded as though it was the voice.

Wednesday May ? 2002

C.C telling me to ____ off after, I waved to him, I could have been right when I thought that maybe he was just coming to my place, to gather information for the tempter, and/or The false victimization stalker, back in 1994, I always got the feeling he may have been up to something because of his intrest in my relationship with the two of them, There was no relationship with any of them. going back to work informing him or her of the answers to somebody's questions, which may not nessicerily be the questions of C.C. (Using second hand information, to creativly manupulate the facts) After I left the Mediterranean restaurant, I saw the tempter an CC together several times. The psychopathic personality would need, persons who are familiar with me, and he has proven himself over the past years that he can associate with a lot of people that I have just run into over the years, in order to display how much of a nice guy he is, to them, in order to prove my theory of him wrong. A master of acting and pshycological games.

June 01, 2002

I left work to go to My Favorite Coffee Shop for a coffee, I went home, I then left my home and stood at the bottom of the stairs at the sidewalk, As I was looking up and down the street, I noticed over my right shoulder a person duck behind a curtain, in the place where I work. I just ignored that incident like I have done before. I preceded to needs in order to get some money, then proceeded to My Favorite Coffee shop To get a Large coffee, I arrived at The Shop At 012:35am, after receiving my coffee, I proceeded straight home, as I got close to the pottery shop I noticed two men were waiting outside my place, one was on one side of the steps, the other man was on the other side of the steps I went up to my door, pulled the keys from my pocket and proceeded to open the door to my building, one man said to the other man "It might have been his keys". This I would consider another form of harassment that the stalking type of personality, will use the police and other people in order to have you watched and/or harassed, by using the police the stalker can then say she didn't do anything, therefore the stalker gets to manipulate the police and fill up the police files, with a custom made story, the person then can use this to manipulate people in believing, that she is a victim. by telling people that I am being investigated, or what has also been done is getting people to call the police and complain that I have looked at them.

Tuesday June 03, 2002

When I went to work in the afternoon of June 3rd, I was informed that the large 14" knife that I use was missing.

Wedesday June 04, 2002

This is what I found in a unrelated file saved on this date "seems funny that the 5' 4" blond girl with Nat looked like the girl that told Penny that I did something to her, I wonder who that women is or who she is not." What does the women now want with Nat?

Thursday night, I decided to go to the store on Queen St. at about 11:20pm, On my way back from the store, I noticed walking toward me on the opposite side of the street, a short women, with 2 overly feminine acting males, laughing and gigling, and talking loud, as they got closer to me, I noticed it was the same dark haired women that has been harassing me for the past couple of years. As they became more closer to me, I pretended not to notice them. I heard the women make a shhhhh sound, and they stopped talking, and stopped walking, The dark haired woman turned her whole body in order to watch me walk by, As I past them, they began to whisper. The next day when I woke up, I heard on the news, That a man walked up behind a women at 11:30 the night before, put his hand over her mouth then tried to rape her. I was there at that time, where they said this happened, The only people I saw was the two guys, and the fucking weirdo. If that would have happened I would have at least heard a scream, or have seen something, I did not believe the story on the radio, after work I went to the store again the same time I always went to the store somewhere between 11pm – 12am, This night, an undercover COP was standing on the other end of the counter towards the back of the building, when I got in the store he was asking questions about me, he was also asked about another person, I tried not to pay any nevermind, just go on about my bussiness. After that incident the guys that worked at needs would; while I was leaving cough, and at the same time, under their breath would call me a prick, or Queer, I got this strange feeling that if I don't leave this place, these fucking queers are going to get some fucking loser, at some time, to kill me. I haven't one single clue why the phychotic teacher, and her friends keep fucking with my life. I believe I must just be an easy target.

The 5'4" strawberry blond haired woman is sitting in My Favorite Coffee Shop, She was just sitting there looking straight ahead, with a stone cold look on her face and I didn't notice a coffee. Maybe she came to bad mouth me, to some of the Employees, I've noticed over the years, every where I go, some one seems go behind me bad mouthing me to other people. Maybe she is going to make friends with someone from My Favorite Coffee shop too? Constantly moving around in circles, repeatedly over a several year period, in an efert to gain influence in my life {Punishment and Control}. It is very disturbing, that this women has also, had contact with about every single person that I have had a chance to met in the past 10 years. And I don't even know who she is. but I feel she is evil. Also possibly dangerous. But she is not following me, why would she when she can influence so many people to keep an eye on me.

Thurs., July 3, 2002

While I approached my Favorite Coffee Shop, I noticed 4 people sitting at a table inside watching me as I approached, one was the blond haired women she said something to a man that looked just like Moriarty (The villain) Moriaty was the first "Unattached child" I know that I have met. Wonder what it would be like to grow up with a monster? As I approached the building I noticed again the woman was giving me a dirty glare.

Sunday night.

Man watching me from behind the machine, as I was leaving work, all I could tell, was that he seemed to have dark complexion, and very intense red, blood shot eyes, just staring at me as I past. It seemed a little spooky, It reminded me of Moriarty. EVIL!.

Wednesday July 24,2002.

While I was leaving the convienience store at approx. midnight, two meat-heads, the kind of steroid junkies, who reminded me of bar bouncers came into the store just before I got to the door, one of the meat-heads leaned forward, to my left, He turned his face toward me, as I glanced to see him looking at me, He appeared to call me a "ma-luc-a".

Thursday July 25, 2002.

11:30 at night; From a couple of blocks away I noticed alone Individual was standing across the street From My Favorite Coffee Shop as I approached the coffee shop I looked across the street to see a blond haired woman was using a cell phone to call somebody. even when I left the shop she was still there. It just seems to me, to be out of place somewhat.

Sunday July 28, 2002

While I was closing the back door to the place where I work, to lock it, a man yelled "JEEERK", It sounded just like the voice of the fag who worked at the store on Queen St. from one of the upper back balconies of the South building on Hollis Street. That's only the third time this year, that somebody has yelled derogatory comments from that balcony.

Sat Aug. 10, 2002

About the time to cleanup and go home from work, somewhere around 9:30pm a loud women's voice, yelled into the area I work, "she went away, CAUSE HE'S A F_____ ASSHOLE." As I went to see who it was The woman ducked into the washroom. I noticed she was short with dark hair. The voice, this is the one constant that has been with me since The fall of 1988, The same one that also made the laugh back a couple of months ago. We had a hospitality convention, while I was working at the hotel as a Night Auditor, back in 1999, she called some of the night staff, wanting to have phone relationships with all the male night crew, she discribed herself as 5'4" with dark wavy hair she even called me at home, but I refused to have a intimate phone call relationships with her, I didn't know her. She even got one of the night cleaners, to go and wait for her on church Street, she told him that was where she lived, but she didn't show up. The night cleaner would not have a relationship with her, until he knew who she was, The cleaner went to meet her the second time, one night, but instead met a 5'4" strawberry blond women, who ended up charging him with attemped rape. the weapon used was supposed to be a knife. The Voice, It is her, and I'm sure I remember this women, her statement that she yelled at me from across the street back in 1994 was (The pshycotic teacher) using her name "doesn't want to work with him, CAUSE HE'S A F___ ASSHOLE" I have a strange feeling that these two women are working together, An I also believe, they could be dangerous to my personal well being, this maybe why I may have stayed here through the Slander, that this loose knit group of friends or accociates have bestowed on me.

If any body had left, lucky for she, to get away to grow and learn some things. but I think she may have forgotten to take something with her, and its not the weirdo. If somebody feels they have a problem with me than I feel I would have to make it up to that person someway/somehow. Simple.

Sun Aug. 11, 2002

I'm pretty sure I looked at the clock before I left home, which the clock displayed 1:45am. I left my place to go to the store, I wound my way up to the main street, then headed south to where the store is located. I was on the left hand side of the street facing traffic, going down the hill, when I noticed two men standing in the middle of the sidewalk (groping and fondling each other), as I got closer, they still had not moved, to be on the safe side, I chose to cross the street, there was an older man behind me now, as I got to the other side of the street, one of the men now on the opposite side stated "that's him" they proceeded to cross the street towards me, I overheard one of the guys make a statement about somebody cutting him off, and then some bullshit about a webpage, as they got to the center of the street, they both started spitting at me, so I picked up my pace realized I left my phone at home, as they got closer to my side walk they started yelling I'm going to kill that guy, that fucking asshole, your dead, I'm going to fucking kill him, I'm going to kill him, repeatedly. I'm gonna f_ing kill you, He thinks I'm not going to kill him, You just wait, I'm gonna f_ing kill you, over and over again, as I opened the door to the store, he yelled kill the bitch! I went to the back of the store, and somebody knocked on the window, where I was at. The older man that was behind the three of us, came into the store and waited for me at the door to get my stuff, and go to the counter, before he left. Thinking about the voice, similar to the same voice of the person who was yelling things at me a couple of months ago, and I also believe I heard the same voice coming from one of the apartments behind my place.

5'4 wavy dark haired girl, 5'4" strawberry blond, then the Tempter, 1 taller blond, The psycotic teacher, (to me the pshycotic teacher, who is also into something very unique with a certain item of womens clothing, and the 5'4" strawberry blond/blond, seem synonamus for some reason). and over the years an extensive list of other people.

Wednesday Aug 28, 2002

While I was working I heard the scream. of my name, within the building, a loud peircing scream. I have heard the same scream coming from one of the apartments in the back of my building, once in a while over the years its the small blond. I think it's her, she has been living right behind me, oh shit, she has been there for a long time, she probaly was waiting for her. It was on A Sunday a couple of weeks ago when I was sitting on the back step., I heard a person walking towards me down the driveway, I turned my head, to see the blond stalker, she looked up at the building behind me, then gave me a dirty look, tilted her head back as she spun around, directed a loud ignorant laugh towards me, later on that day she was with the name callers, on the upper balcony, I remember because It was the same balcony, of the people who have made a few rude comments over the past couple of months, the same balcony were Dig was going to buy some woman a drink. I certainly don't want that blonde nut getting her hands on me. Not with what I believe she is into. The Underground People.

Aug 31 2002

As I look at the building behind me, they seem like they are all gone, All the apartments that have periodically thrown me down, inuendos, or rude comments, etc. over the past couple of years. They seem like they moved away, even the small blonde. All on the same day. (Sometimes they just move around in the same building. I'm sure whoever lives there can find new apartment dwellers in order to ennoy me)I thought for a long time that that might have been her living there, but I never gave it much attention. I still find it hard to believe that such a sweet and innocent women, could be such a vicious destroyer of Somebody's life, by interference and slander.

Sept 04, 2002

I inquired the last couple of days about the short blond haired women, who lived in that balcony, I was informed that there was a short dark haired women living in the same place, they were in the nude and waving at certain people, when they were alone, but when guys came over they always put their clothes on. I was told on two occasions, that a video camera was seen, set up taking video of the building where I work, I personally experienced a few flash bulbs going practically in my face from that balcony. and one of the most interesting things which I noticed yesterday, They can see the area in front of my door, in the place where I live so they would be able to tell my comings and goings. I would not doubt she may haven a couple of things that belong to me, that seem lost. If you do have any thing of mine I want them back. I wonder if it's the same weirdo who has put a few nickles in my bed over the years.

Mon ?

I thought I saw K, and two of her friends, entered the place where I work, in the afternoon, I was hoping she would come and say hi, thanks or whatever, but she didn't. Maybe it wasn't her? After all, her friend told me she would not be back for 6 months. If her friend says is still away, but she is really back, then I have to assume she doesn't want anything to do with me, or somebody would have told me the truth.

Sat Sept 22, 2002

While I was walking back to my house from my favorite coffee shop arrived at a certain intersection, I noticed a tall, thin younger women with short dark hair, talking on a cellphone. I overheard her say "There's that F__ing asshole who thinks the pshycotic weirdo is stalking him, I'd better hurry up or he might think I'm stalking him too." That's that seems odd because, the person it reminded me of is in England till February. I hope she isn't in with that group of vultures. I believe they will pick her clean.

Sat Sept

I just happened to over hear parts of a conversation, with a few people who must not have realized I was there, And I really don't want to rehash this story on my webpage but, now it seems the story of the stalking, and a personal story with someone else has mysteriously blended together. I was shocked and saddend by what I overheard, After hearing what I done to someone else. If something concerns me I just wish I would have a little advance warning. Or at least some knowledge of it. I made a promise that I would not hurt that person, ever. (big promise). later on, after I left the place, I heard what seemed to be her mother state, "he's not getting his fucking hands on my dauther, I think I would worry what your dauther would do to me. I thought I saw your dauther at the place that I work ( on a Monday afternoon) but she didn't say hi to me or even acknowledge me, in any way. I don't quite understand the problem. It lookes as though the Tempter and/or the psycotic Teacher might be involved with this situation also, like they have done before, when he used the psycotic teacher, to harass me. someone is doing something sneaky behind my back to make me look a certain way, or they can use the situations that they set up, for there own purposes. without my knowledge, and use that failed situation to make be look bad to that person. And my only friend is a psycic lady 12 years ago.

Sun

A women's voice, "there's that dork, then slamed the door to the balcony."

Yelled into the area that I work, "Walked by his gift of god." I dont understand What that was supposed to mean? Somebody seems to know more of something, than they should know. What kind of dummy would say something like that. I know my own story, you don't.

yelled into the area that I work, "Gift of god." Well at least they are not yelling that I'm a F___ing Mo anymore.

Got a note from a friend that say's she is not back, So what do you believe? At least I won't be watching for anybody if she is away. Why is now someone playing head games with me, they are the same head games the psycotic teacher, started to play with me ten years ago, and she is still at it, and she now seems to have a new victim, to help her. False Victomization Stalking, moves from one person to another, or it looks that way, but there is always one individual that is behind it. Who thinks they know what, about what? Somebody doesn't like what my webpage says, and now they are making fun of it? I believe my webpage is not a joke, and it's not a game.

Oct 18, 2002

1:35am: Someone Yelling below me "Mowen, you don't know what you are missing" Then banging on the ceiling of the floor below me, I believe its the guy in the small red sports car, with the loud Muffler, which followed me from my favorite coffe shop, about 2 weeks ago, this person would pass me, turn into a driveway, turn around, then stop at the entrance, to wait for me to pass, three times this person done this. I'm going to assume, it's someones new boyfriend.

Sat. Oct. 2002

Was outside about 9:30pm, when a women walked out of the shadows, while an other person was still around the corner, and made a statement, "There's the women hater."

Sat. oct 27, 2002.

went to a halloween gathering in hopes that I may meet someone, when I thought I did see her she turned around and walked away, then later on in the morning I ended up standing a little ways from a jerk with a green ball cap on, yelling to his friends that if I went near her he was going to smash my face in, over and over again. I guess she really hates me pretty bad.

Thur. Nov. 7, 2002

While I was laying down I thought I heard a women holler my name from out back. I think it was about 3:00am. I really don't see why anybody would even bother.

Tues Nov. 12,2002

Went to a local pizza shop to purchase a slice of pizza, as I got my piece of pizza, I went and sat down at a table, while I was eating my slice, one of the owners, nodded his head toward me while He was talking to the other employee, "That's the guy who dumped the 20 year old." Nobody will ever know how strong my feelings were for her, I only had one choice, which didn't realize. The other party had, more choices then I. I guess maybe, I will have to entertain the Idea that I will never see her again. I assume It was more important for me than it was for her.

Saturday Decmber 21, 2002.

At aproximatly 3:00am I overheard in the back of my building a man stating in a loud voice, "Mowen's gift of god, is a bondage slut."

Sunday December 22, 2002.

while I was laying down to go to sleep, at about 3:30am I heard what sounded like the same voice previous, state something to the effect, "Once she gets his hands bound, and he gets his teeth fixed, I'm going to kick him in the mouth, so he has to stay working there.

It is the end December 2002, while I sit and think of these past events and the tears I still shed when I think of her. My lovely gift of Christmas. The women I met when I remembered this story, dumped me, made me look like a fool, let her friends gang up on me, then left me to die.