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Its 4:30 in the morning and I’m sitting unable to sleep for the rage boiling in my blood. I can hear him again tonight; he is on the front porch. Listening. Waiting. My roommate was in the living room talking on her cell phone when he tried to come in. She was able to stop him before he got a foot hold in since she was caught off guard and unarmed. We hear him often in the night, lurking, I don’t know what he really wants. I can guess. He comes when he thinks Amber and I are alone. We know he watches us, because he only tries to come in when he thinks we are a lone. But I’m getting ahead of my self, maybe I should start at the beginning.

It’s been about 4 years now give or take 6 months, it started with little things I noticed, something moved, when no one was here to move it. The feeling of being watched. No one else thought much of the dogs barking, we live in the woods, they bark at deer and rabbits all the time even wild hogs every now and then. I was home alone a lot then, I knew, I could feel him and then I found his trails in the woods around my house. I have a rather large back yard several acres in fact. Everyone blew them off as game trails. Then by chance my cousin moved in with me for a while along with a friend of his who had no where else to go. I walked around the property with him showing him the trails. And he gave me that kind smile that put my teeth on edge at this point. I guess that’s the day the gods decide to take so pity on me. A dog that I had for years was with us and in my boredom I had trained her to do a great many things tracking being on of the. She alerted to something, I knew it was him. Told my cousin what was going on with the dog. Knowing her commands he sent her out, away she went barking in a certain way that let us know she was after someone not something. Being the ballz guy he is followed the dog and chanced him thought the wood. It had rained well the day before, and we were all broke nothing new around here. And my cousin comes back telling me how sorry he was for not believing me. Then shows me the brand new crisp $10 bill he found on the still damp ground. Less then a week later my cousin leaves his friend watching movies with me and my boyfriend and goes to his room for a nap. Just as he gets relaxed one of his bed room windows slides open. After proving to him self it wasn’t us he raced out of the house to late to get him. There were a few times some friends would drop by and see a man run off the porch.

As I was the only woman in the house at the time I was pretty sure he didn’t have a lot of interest in the guys. My friend and now roommate Amber came over as she often did. She was in my bedroom watching a movie and I was in the kitchen fixing something, all 3 guys were gone getting tattoos. Standing in the kitchen alone I heard the dogs going nuts and then I heard something that made me ill in the pit of my stomach. Foot steps on the back porch, the way we most commonly enter the house. The back door had already been kicked in; the door frame damaged, I had yet to be able to repair it and couldn’t lock the door. I had a 4x4 board wedged under the knob and that’s the only thing that kept him from just walking in on us. With the element of surprise gone he left because it’s so secret I’m armed. Another night my cousin and I had stayed up talking in to the wee hours of the night. The Man had to be listening at the window. My boyfriend was gone somewhere or other and not 5 minutes after my cousin had gone to his room to sleep. I heard footsteps on the front porch and then I heard the door knob turned and a persons body slam against the front door. He had tried to come in while I was alone in my room. The night that scared my cousin and I more then any other; was the night and my cousin, my boyfriend and I went out together to run him off. My boyfriend had gone around another way trying to head him off; he wasn’t worried about being caught. My cousin and I were coming up the drive way looking for my boyfriend we were pretty sure the asshole was gone and we were ready to go back in. We saw the shadow of who we thought was my boyfriend and we called out to him. His answer “Yea, come here” Before we could move my boyfriend answered our question from a completely different direction. He had tried to lure us to him; I still wonder what would have happen if we had been unlucky enough to go to him, he sounded just like my boyfriend.

I can’t remember all the times he tried to get in or what all he’s done but there is more to tell. Another night, my cousin and I were up late talking as we are apt to do, when the dogs started going off. I know all the dogs well and could tell by their barks he was back. So I sent my cousin out to chase him off, after a couple of false alarms that night he didn’t take a weapon with him. He later came to regret that bright idea, because he fucked off and caught the guy and for his trouble got his head (my cousin) bashed through the passenger window of his truck and almost scared a new tat on his shoulder. My cousin was far less then thrilled with the out come of their meeting.

Now we skip forward in time my cousin and his friend are gone on their life paths and I have kicked my boyfriend out Amber and her husband moved in. It’s my tale I can tell it as I please. Amber and Joe started with a RV in my back yard and some of what I am going to tell you is second hand; as Amber was witness to many scary events. One night they had the bright idea to sit and wait for him to walk across the yard and they would get him simple right? They thought so; sitting quiet and still no cigs to give away their hiding spot they waited. At the time I had a miniture horse in the yard and Amber got a good scare. The Man came out from behind the little building I was using for Middy Bell’s barn and smacked her on the ass. What scared the cowboy piss out of Amber was the fact he was staring at her she swears to this day he was looking right were her eyes should have been. She was shrouded in darkness, and says there is now way he could have seen her but that she felt him looking at her. A few weeks later she awoke in the middle of the night with a bad feeling. She sat up in the bed quietly and looked out the window that was right next to her. When she parted the blinds she was looking him dead in the eye. The bad feeling she got makes me wonder just what was on his mind that night? Because Amber is what we will call sensitive. One event I was out of town for, Amber was driving a friend of ours around when she remembered something she had left at the house and had to stop and get; they came so close to catching in running out of the house the screen door was still swinging. A check of the house showed he had been in my room; they had interrupted him searching my room. I have no idea what he was looking for I’m on a fixed income and after I pay bills and take care of what I can I’m broke by the middle of the month. Another day I was gone driving a friend to a doctors appoment and Amber was home alone having a quiet lazy day and enjoying it. Then she heard something, upon tip toeing out her bedroom she saw the door open when she knew I wasn’t home yet and wouldn’t be for hours. She knew she hadn’t left it open so she went and got a gun. He heard her moving around and they came out of the bedrooms at the same time, before she could even get the gun up he was out of the house. Don’t anything light a fire under a boy’s ass like a shot gun. Again he had come out of my room. If he watches the house how come he didn’t know she was home? Because she is often gone and had been in her room a solid 6 hours sleeping and talking on the phone, he either didn’t think she was home or he has balls big enough to cum in a dump truck. If you wonder why I have used some names and not others, my cousin has been on vampire rave for a long time and as I said he isn’t to thriller with how things have turned out and I wrote this to put in my VR journal.

Now with all that back ground done as I sat here typing this its 6:39 in the morning and I just heard him whistle out side my window. Amber is sleeping, Joe has left for work and before he left he told me about the latest sighting less then an hour ago. The Man tried to come in through the window in the spare room and Joe saw him. Why just sit here and type my tale? Because I don’t have a very good flashlight and its pitch black out there I’ve been out there twice and I couldn’t see a thing and always armed with a 357. Why not call the cops? We have so many times we have lost count and if they can even find the house, it took them 2 days one time. All they ever say is shoot him then call us just make sure he is at least on the porch because if we shot him in the yard its murder. Does he steal anything? Yes, he takes food and a shower and some of any money he finds. Key word there being some if it’s under $10 he takes it all and to date he’s never taken more then $45. And to date he has never taken anything interesting like our computers, there are 3 lab tops and 1 desktop or the 4 TVs or 3 ACS or even the guns at will one day take his life. Odds are he is going to come in here one day thinking I’m gone and I’m going to fuck up his whole little world. I’m an avid reader, there are books all over the house, I can sit quietly and read for hours on end and I have a bladder that would make a dinosaur proud. What bothers me isn’t that I will one day kill this person, what bothers me is that it doesn’t bother me. I look forward to watching his life’s blood stain the ground he has haunted for so long. This is a small town it will make the paper and anyone else with the bright idea that it might be fun to break in to my house will know I shot to kill.

This is by no means the end of this tale; more will follow when something interesting happens I will write about it in my journal. Once I find out how it ends I can finish my tale.