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Paranoid, Perhaps But I think Something More Sinister Is Going On

I keep telling my friends
if I end up murdered
its the guy across the street....
he never has a shirt on and he is one of those
psychos that has psycho muscles but hes really
skinny...anyways he never shuts his blinds and does
all types of weird shit in the window and theres a bunch
of other stuff hes does..but then this would take forever to
tell....

my friends think I'm being paranoid
because of all the pot I smoke
I highly doubt that
my good sense tells me
I'm dead right
and its freaking me the fuck out!

okay so I moved into this place like a year ago,
ever since my first week there I have felt like I'm being
watched,

1st weird thing that happened, my door was open
wide open when I came home from work,
I made my friend Tom check the closets and shit
and no one, nowhere

2nd weird thing, my stuff was moved,
I use this lock box key thing for a door
as a hammer, my cats need meds every morning
and it has to be crushed so I use that thing and it was gone
for like 3 days I couldn't find it
then it turns up, upstairs in my room

3rd weird thing, I have these really old antique
candlestick holders, their porcelain and made
by Capodimonte, really cool pieces
I have them on a small dresser at the top
of my stairs, I come home one day and see theses little
pieces of white and green, and I'm all oh shit
my cats got a pill or something, so I take my finger
and push down on it to pick it up, and it was porcelain
so I look to my right and my 1 candlestick holder
was broken, and put back together!!!!!
me and my buddies have gone all forensic nut case about this
Andy thought maybe my fat cat Jack stepped on it,
but the evidence does not support that theory
if jacks weight had caused it to crack,
there would not be pieces on the floor, they
would be still on the dresser, weight X force
and all that mathematical voodoo.....
case still unsolved....

4th weirdest thing, last night Chris was over
and I had some odd tracks in the snow, Chris and I looked
at them and discussed what beast we thought had made them
we went with rat...yuck, so anyways I was on the phone
this morning with a friend and she asked me if I
wanted a bird feeder, I went to my front window and
looked at the "rat" tracks and said no thanks
and  THEN I noticed footprints!!! going right up
to my window!!!! those were not there at 8 last
night!!! they were made sometime between the
hours of 8pm and 940am, AND whomever it was
back tracked their fucking steps!!!
 

Paranoid...nope I don't think so
but let me say, I pity the mother fucker
who attempts anything on me in my house
I have so much pent up rage, I will take my time
dissecting their mind and making them think they have
the upper hand and then I will kill them....
fuck the cops are going to
ask why I have stabbed them 689 times
with a brass sailboat....I wont have an answer
for that....

so yeah just in case they best me, which I doubt, but.....
this is my cyber link to what happened beforehand
everyone on my street and the street behind is a suspect
I just don't think its the guy across the street
hes the obvious choice...in every case such as this
you have to have the obvious and least obvious on the list,
now I'm just blabbing..but yeah the case of who the hell is
fucking with Nikkimoe, continues....
  


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