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Gang Stalking – “Do you know who I Am??!!!,” she asked.

English: Shower

English: Shower (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Listening to the news on shower radio

Listening to the news on shower radio (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Vector image of the Las Vegas sign. P...

English: Vector image of the Las Vegas sign. Português: Imagems vectorial da placa de Las Vegas. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve thought and thought, who could have done this to me?  Who could have reported me as a dangerous person?  Who?  Could it have been my sister?  My property manager?  The zealot that lived next to me?

It could be anyone I ran into in my life and did not have good interaction with.

But who?

I think I’m getting closer to figuring out who it was, or I’ve figured out who it is.

When I first moved to Las Vegas, I got a room in a quad.  How do explain what a quad is to those you who never heard of a quad?

The easiest way I can explain it is this way.

I had  a room, and there were three others who shared a room.  We all had our own corner rooms, and shared the kitchen and refrigerator.  Two of us used the same bathroom.

The woman who lived next to me was always complaining about me. I don’t know what about. I never did anything to her. I left every day to go to work and barely saw her.  I remember, though, that she always complained about me taking a shower. Why? I have no idea.  I took a shower every day, maybe that annoyed her.  As soon as I got out of the shower, she’d go into the shower and turn it on. She never took a shower, just turned it on.  To annoy me, I guess.

After a while,  I got sick of her complaining and told her off.  I remember vividly one day, she said to me, “Do you know who I am??!!”  I replied, “I don’t know who you are and I don’t care.”  Well, she was really pissed off.  After that she began playing her radio loudly. At nighttime, she’d turn her t.v. on and it was also very loud.

And I remember from that day on, there was loud radios playing wherever I went. And it didn’t matter where I went, loud radios playing everywhere.

And every apartment I moved to,  someone always played their radio loudly.

This happened in 2004.  And I think that’s really where my gang stalking began. With the alcoholic woman who lived next to me.

So, I think it’s really been eight years that I’ve been a victim of gang stalking, not four, as I thought.

The targeting starts slowly, so they can work their way up to full harassment, and a person won’t be able to remember where the targeting began.

I think the woman I met in the quad is the one who reported me as a dangerous person.  She’s the one who’s caused my life to become a living hell, like her life.

She went after me because I didn’t acknowledge her importance to the world, and she was going to make sure I got punished for it.

I’m almost 99% certain that this woman began my horrible journey into hell.

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