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Gang Stalking – Family hatred.

Phone keypad

Phone keypad (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I just want to write a little more about the phone, because targets get confuse about it.

When I lived with my sister, a few times she left her phone out.  I would go through her phone and try to find the number she was using to hit me.  One day, I found the code. The code is about 15 numbers long.  I tried  it on her phone, but it wouldn’t work for me. I remember she used to put in the code, hit the lower right hand button of her phone and the phone would turn red. I did the same thing, but it didn’t work for me. The phone did not turn red,  so I probably missed a step. I think the phone has to be set up so the code can take. Without set-up someone can’t get into the phone and use it. This is why you always see the criminals looking at their phones. They are busy trying to enter the code so they can hit   y. Can you imagine having a sister do this to you?  The thought of doing something like this to someone in my family is abhorrent to me. It would bother me to be so evil, but obviously, it didn’t bother my family to do this to me. I didn’t realize how much hate they had for me until the gang stalking began. I am not an adopted child, so that rule doesn’t apply to me as to why I’ve become a victim of gang stalking. I honestly think I pissed someone off, which I tend to do . I’ve never suffered fools gladly.  I am sure I pissed someone off, but whom, I have no idea.

So I hope you have a better understanding of how the phone connects to your gang stalking life. The phone is very important to the perps in harassing us, and so is the computer.

And as always, the idiots surround me at the library. I hope all the criminals end up in jail.


Gang Stalking – Stay safe and sane, targets.

English: Lightning over Las Cruces, New Mexico...

English: Lightning over Las Cruces, New Mexico Deutsch: Blitz eines Gewitters Español: Tormenta eléctrica. Português: A eletricidade em sua manifestação natural mais imponente: o relâmpago (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Forest Track and Communications Mast ...

English: Forest Track and Communications Mast A recent installation of a presumably mobile phone mast/base station. There is no electricity up here, so it powered by a generator. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I don’t know if I’ll be able to type my blog today.  They’re deleting things as I go.  So bear with me. I don’t know if your comments got through yesterday, but they were deleting “approve” as I hit them. Don’t give up. Keep writing to me and leaving comments. I love hearing from you.

I told you about my suspicions about the free furniture I’m  getting.  Well, I’m glad I wrote about it. I went into the office yesterday to pay my rent and the first thing the manage said is, “So, G., do you want to pay the $25.00 for the furniture?”  Do you think maybe she read my blog? Duh. Of course.  If I’d asked about the free furniture, she’d say, “Don’t worry about it.” It is so obvious why she asked me about the furniture. Duh. And double duh.

I know why they’re not charging me for the free furniture, or was free. What I found out is disgusting. You’ll be disgusted, too, when I tell you.  I have to get some things straighten out before I tell what they did. These people should be in jail. I’m  paying for some real crap. And I mean crap.

By the way, I have a hacker next to me making believe he’s playing chess.  He must think I’m stupid. They use games like this to hide what they’re doing. They do this game thing when I’m out and about and in a restaurant. So if you’re in a restaurant or book store, or wherever, and you see someone playing, he might be hacking your computer if you’re using one.

I want to explain a little more about the criminals using their phone to hit you (if you really want to annoy a perp, call him a criminal. It annoys them no end).  They get a code from their handler. This code lets them get access to electricity. This electricity goes into the phone, the perp aims it at you and the electricity they’re getting from the phone hits you. It can come from the socket you’re sitting next to, or if you’re walking, from a phone pole. That’s how these things work. That’s what happens when someone wants to blow up something from a distance. God forbid you should ever have something on you that the phone can set off.  If this is happening to you, don’t carry anything that can hurt you. And when the electricity from the phone hits you, you get blue and black marks, or  a red rash. I guess it depends on the person’s skin. I used to get black and blue marks and red rashes, but since I’ve learned to protect myself, all I get is a watery feeling.

You’re probably wondering how I know about the code. Well, I lived with my sister for six months and she used to do it to me. At first I didn’t know what she was up to, but I began watching her. Every morning I’d get up very early and then she’d get up.  The first thing she used to do is go to her window with her phone. And she’d stand by the window and play with her phone.  And she keep aiming the phone at me. After a while, I realized what she was doing. I’d move around and try to stay away from her and she’d follow me wherever I went until she’d get me on her phone. And then once she had me, she hit me.  And this went on all day. If I went outside to get away from her, she’d follow me outside. Believe me, living with her was worth all the torture I went through in those six months.  I learned everything I know from what she did to me. I speak from experience, otherwise, I wouldn’t know what’s going on, either. As you can imagine, I have no contact with her anymore. And I don’t think I ever will. I hope my explanation about the phone helped you understand how the phones work.

So, remember, try not to carry anything that might blow up on you. I’m being very serious here. Stay safe and sane, targets. But also don’t get paranoid about the phones. I don’t think anything will happen to you. I’m still around to tell you about the phones; proof positive.

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