Showing posts with label stalked someone's watching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stalked someone's watching. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Full time job June 2005 until 2015

I was forced to act as my own detective after moving into subsidized housing in June 2005.  In addition to the full time job of abject poverty and poor health I was forced to begin spending many hours per week gathering evidence for the police and trying to solve the following crimes. (I quickly realized that the cops weren't going to help me so I've documented my evidence in journals and through photography, I've even saved the foreign hairs and other items left behind my the people who did the home invasions, such as the fact that they would urinate and defecate on my clothing)  When I dropped the clothing off to the officer he was furious with me and did not care.

I can't say that I'm out of the woods in terms of the identity theft and cyber stalking but I am just beginning to feel safe.

The crimes all occurred concurrently and my only break was between June 09 and Jan. 2010 when my stalker/stalkers were unable to find me.

some of the crimes were:

stalking
cyberstalking
nearly daily vandalism of my auto after 10/08
nearly daily home invasions
credit card fraud
looting and vandalism of every environment I stayed in up until april 2013. (Although I have been broken into about 3 times in the last 2 years between 4/13 and 3/15)
I've been in about 50 environments since june 2005
The people who were stalking me as well as the other hood rats would steal my food, my utensils , burn my clothes, take a box cutter to all of my furniture, pop my tires, take box cutter to my car, poison my food, destroy my cars such as cutting the brake lines.

I collected foreign hairs from my environments, I brought all contaminated items to the forensics lab for processing as I was instructed to do but they turned me away.  Luckily Steve a prof. photographer came and helped me photograph everything before I was forced to flee to Arizona.......

The only law enforcement who ever treated me with respect was the carroll county sheriff as well as the flagstaff police.


Criminals would urinate in my water bottle,  would leave food on the floor such as burritos then they would step in it and track it through the apt. They've left me dead rats and penthouse magazines on the floor. They would blow their nose on my toothbrush,


they would always find my nanny money no matter where I hid it. But since I was unsafe at home, each day (after I got a car)  I'd have to load the car with as many clothes etc as I could since I knew that everytime I'm out, they steal whatever they can from my home. Once a friend gave me cash so I could repair my car (about 2 or 300) but it was stolen before I could even use it.

My stalker would always break into my car and cut up the upholstery on the roof, the visors and broke the locks, including the ignition switch.  One days I fould his footprint in the snow (a day I was lucky enough to have film)  I took the cup of coffee from the car (which he blew his nose in) and I poured the cup of coffee into the footprint in the snow, (the stalkers footprint) this gave more detail to the picture.

I learned yesterday on Ice Cold Killers that you need red paint, (plaster of paris or something like it) bees wax to be able to make a mold of the footprints at the crime scene.  In Dec. 2010 I walked right ujp to the car of my stalker (he was in the park lot of the motel)  when I walked up to the driver's side he put a mag in front of his face so that I wouldn't b able to i.d. him.  This would have been an ideal time to make an arrest but I knew there was no cop I could call for help.  I have make and model of his car but he backed against the forest so I couldn't see and record his license plate.

I also learned from detective Kenda yesterday on HOmicide Hunter that simply photographing the print is good enough in many cases.  As he told his employee "great job on that photo we are going to need this down the line"

For most people watching true crime takes their mind off of their own lives but for me it always makes me relive the various crimes I've been though.

It's much worse then what I have recorded on the blog, I have to save details for the book, the movie, the documentary, and when I get chosen to be on I.D. true crime channel.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

June 1st 2009 through January 24th 2015

I'm going to give you more information than I've ever given you before in regards to my history as a crime victim over the past 10 years/on the other hand I have to leave out the sad nitty gritty details due to the fact that there are 3 plus males who are still not in prison for what they did to me.

I initially assumed that the crimes that I endured between June 1st 2005 and may 30th 2009 we're crimes based on the color of my skin. (I am caucasion in case you didn't notice)

I did not realize but I did fear that I would be followed when I moved to Hampstead in June 2009, when I was accepted into a housing program similar to section 8, another completely blind move.

Had I realized that the perpetrators would do everything in their power to find me no matter where I went, I would not have indicated on my blog that I was in Hampstead.

Between June 1st 2009 and February 1st 2010 with the exception of one crime perpetrated by my Ridgely House neighbor, I lived a relatively safe existence. But sadly between February 1st 2010 and April 7th 2011 I would be the victim of a series of violent crimes that would make my life at Walker mews look like a "permanent day in the park"

So I fled more than 2,000 miles on April 7, 2011 because I knew that if I didn't I would be most likely be murdered.

 From April 7th 2011 until April 23rd 2013 I would have 15 to 20 more addresses. When I was back in Maryland and my formal address was in Carroll County Maryland I still informally moved a couple hundred times trying to elude capture and elude getting murdered.

Very strangely (a statistical anomaly) even though I fled more than 2,000 miles I would become the victim of a long series of strange crimes that would last until April 23rd 2013. The crimes were extremely similar to the ones I endured in Maryland although in Arizona nobody actually ever shot at me like they used to do in Maryland.

Its really pretty weird because up until April 23rd 2013 there were a lot of weird crimes scary scary stuff but it still didn't look like I would get murdered like in Maryland.

Now that's not to say that I haven't been the victim of any crimes since April 23rd 2013; because since that date I'm going to say I've been the victim of about 8 crimes.

How can a person go more than 2,000 miles and still be a target, why are the crimes so so similar to the ones that occurred in Maryland.

Did someone or some gang really invest the resources to follow me this far? I don't have the answer and I won't be able to sleep tight until I do...

I cannot tell you the details of the crimes that have occurred since June 1st 2009 because I have to save something for the book and because since the perpetrators are still not in prison it does not feel appropriate for me to put the details of the crimes here on my blog. But it's quite miraculous that I am Alive and I really don't have much of any more fight left in me at all. I do not believe that life should be a fight and I would say that mine has been since the day I was born...