Well, there’s a new group of perps in the complex where I live. A group of perps moved into apartment 114. The apartment has four bedrooms. There are about four men and two women living in the apartment. All of them are perps. Every day, a van picks them up and off they go to their perping job. They’re picked up early in the morning and brought back at night. They all come home with their perp backpacks.
Today as I was walking by one, she did her stupid cough bit. I turned around, looked at her and coughed right back at her. She spoke up saying she didn’t know why I was coughing at her. She kept talking, but I paid no attention to what she said. She kept going on and on as I walked away. I finally told her to shut the hell up. I’m not even polite to the things anymore. These things don’t deserve anything nice from me.
That’s one thing that happened with the things.
Yesterday, as I walked by the area where I live, I saw someone standing by my apartment. I ran toward my apartment to catch the creep. He was standing by my open door and he had a machine. As I got closer and closer, he turned and saw me. He quickly took the machine and locked my door. I got close enough to see the guy who lives in apartment 205 run away. I went into my apartment to check out what he was up to. The creep was heating up my apartment with a heater. The heat in my apartment felt about 500 degrees. I looked around my apartment and left.
I walked back toward the direction I came from, and when got far enough, I hid behind a bush to see if he’d come back. I peeked to see if anyone was near my apartment, and again, someone was near my door. I rushed toward my apartment again. As I got closer, it wasn’t a man this time. It was the woman from apartment 206. As I ran toward my apartment, I saw that she was just about to open my door. But the woman saw me and made believe she was by my door imitating the exercises I do in my apartment. I ran up the stairs and by the time I got to my door, she was gone.
These lowlifes have been given keys. And I know they’ve all been given keys by the obnoxious maintenance man. I never say anything to him, but he likes to go to the roof and stamp his feet all the time. And when I need something fixed in my apartment, he will not fix it. I have to wait for the maintenance man who works on Saturday to fix anything in my apartment.
All these criminals are just running around in my apartment as if they live in it. All the scumbags that come into my apartment should be behind bars.
Of course, I had no proof anyone was going into my apartment, so I didn’t call the police or tell the office. The criminals who make themselves at home while I’m gone would just deny they’d been in my apartment. If I did what these criminals do, I’d be in jail now.
I’m sick and tired of all the criminals who invade my privacy and do whatever they want in my apartment.
When is this hell going to end?
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