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Gang Stalking – Maybe it’s all a dream.

Hell

Hell (Photo credit: KomodorO // Paco LopeH)

Dream!

Dream! (Photo credit: Melody Campbell)

It’s about the fourth day of quiet.  It’s been really quiet where I live. It’s so quiet it feels creepy.  I can almost hear myself think.  But they haven’t stopped hitting me with electricity.  That’s continued non-stop. And they broke into my apartment when I went out.

It’s really strange not to hear slamming doors, beeping horns, no one standing outside and looking up into my apartment, no cars passing by revving their engines, no dogs walking by barking, no one making a lot of noise, no one coming to my door knocking on it and running away, no garbage thrown outside my door, no marks on my door. I feel as if I’m living in another dimension. (You see how they change my writing? I didn’t do that, and I’m leaving it that way as proof of harassment.)  When they’re annoying me, I know what to do, but with all this quiet, I don’t know what to do.  I get a very uncomfortable feeling. It’s more stressful than when it’s noisy.

In four years of gang stalking (oh, now it’s back to its normal  look), I haven’t gotten a quiet period.  It’s always been noisy. Even today when I went out, I didn’t see too many perps.   I don’t know what’s going on.  I know my harassment hasn’t stopped, and I don’t think it will stop, but it creeps me out  not to hear anything.  The only reason it can be this quiet is because of the weather. It’s hot as hell out there.  I guess the perps can’t handle the hot weather.  Poor babies.  I hope the weather gets hotter, maybe 120.  That should keep them all quiet for a while longer.

Or maybe I’m still asleep and it’s all a dream.

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