Gang Stalking – Surrounded by clowns.

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It seems there are more gang stalkers after me now than ever before.  A  lot of  new people moved into my complex.   About three or four of them are not the typical gang stalking types.  They seem educated, have better cars, and come from out-of-town.  One woman comes from Florida.  The rest, I don’t know. I don’t what kind of car they own.  But my gang stalking is getting progressively worse.  I’ve heard that as time goes by, gang stalking lessens. It might be true for other targets, but that’s not been my experience. I have more gang stalkers surrounding me now than before.

There’s the clown next door.  He came wearing a leather jacket and clean-looking, now he looks like a perp.  His appearance has changed.  Then there’s the clown upstairs.  He’s been here since December, or November.  He’s the one who used to live with the floozy.  Now she’s gone and he’s taken over her place. There’s another clown behind me.  I hear him, and I’ve seen him a few times, but he very seldom shows himself.  He likes to slam the door a lot, but I’ve learned to ignore the door slamming.  Then there’s another clown diagonally above me, next to the clown above.  I rarely see him, but he’s a black man.  He’s a little strange.  Then diagonally on the first floor, there’s another clown.   I rarely see him .I’ve seen him a few times, but I can’t really describe him.  He has one of those ordinary man looks, hard to describe.  Then diagonally above me is another clown.  I’ve never seen him, but I know he exists from the noise I hear. There’s another clown who lives in apartment 111, who has total control of my computer.  On top of all the bozos, there are people parked in the parking lot who often target me.  I can hear them trying to hit me.  There are ” bings” bouncing off the window all day.  I’ve learned to protect myself, so they don’t really do any damage to me.   And I would say that 95% of the tenants harass me. So they’re bringing in people who they think will do a job on me, and finally succeed in getting me to “lose it.”  I’m surrounded by clowns.

Well, I have this to say to them:  You’re not going to succeed.  I will outlast every one of the criminals you send my way. I’ve lasted almost 4 years and you have not succeeded in taking me down.  And you will not succeed no matter who you send after me.  I will, will outlast anyone who you send to make my life a living hell. I have to believe that eventually this ordeal I’m going through will end.  I have to believe that there must be some good people out there, and that  they will do something to help all the targets.  I must have hope.  Without hope, what is there?

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