Stalkers you ever encounter?

Let me tell you some interesting encounters I ever had. I remembered this incident vividly because that was my first encounter with a mentally “un-ok” person who followed me home. It happened on my journey one day during my secondary school days.

As usual, I was sitting in the upper deck. I was about to reach my stop when I notice a young chap, probably around my age (16 then), staring and smiling at me. The smile and stare was constant. Instinct told me to get off a stop before my usual alight. He followed. I walked faster, and taking a longer route back, he had a hard time following but managed to. I reached my block and saw an old malay uncle, begging him to take the lift together with me as someone is following me home. He refused, saying he only stay at 2nd level. He left me alone.

I tried to persuade him but realize the longer I stay in the open, the sooner that “un-ok” person is going to spot me from the distance. I was on my verge of breaking down and ran up to hide in the 2nd floor. I peep down and saw him. He was looking around at the lift lobby and looked up. I hide from him and shivered in fear. Then I peeped again and saw him entering the lift.

I took a second or more to decide, whether I should climb up the flights of steps and run back home, risking the chance of bumping him at any of the levels, or should I stay put risking the fact that he may climb down the stairs and spot me. In the end, I ran up the steps and back home. I frantically tried to open the door with my trembling hands and was lucky to be behind the doors safely. I peeped from the room window and saw him at the carpark. He is still searching, occasionally looking up. I am glad I am back home safely. It was the worst experience for my teenage days.

Then recent years, I have two online stalkers (well, for you to decide whether they are or not).

Person A was an ABC. I gave him my mobile no. because he needed a handmade greeting card urgently (I use to make handmake cards for your info). What follows was phone call enquiring about the card. But soon, he contacted me thru web to chat, slowly to sms-ing, then to the extend of calling me in the middle of the night say 2am. I happened to pick up the call because I was already sleeping and the sudden ring woke me. It was a mistake. He calls in the day, he sms, he calls in the night. When I log in from the net, he will immediately message me, sometimes just say “date me”, “go out with me”. And when I just got home late in the night and he happen to call and I never answer, he will blame and say why didn’t I answer? Why was my phone with my friend? “Is he that important to you?!” he spoke in his angry tone. I was pretty much affected by him back then and was very worried for my own safety. Things got better now because I, not once, but a few times sternly warned him and stop picking up calls or reply messages. He maybe still chatting with me, hiding behind some msn identity I dun know. But one thing for sure is, I will report to police if the harassment continues. In the end, I gave up my handmake card freelancing eventually too.

Person B was a nice person at the beginning. Yup, at the beginning. Although he never once ask for my number, but everytime I log in to that website, he will start his rounds of messaging. I reply at the beginning becos I was a crappy me, slowly fading to ignore, then to tell him off. He still continues. To the extend of leaving short personal messages in the website which I used it to sell my handmade cards. I warned him and he somehow knows my email add and sent me emails instead which, I ignored, even now, he has still been sending.

So now you know why I am vicious to strangers or appear unfriendly? Because it does not pay nice to treat everyone normally and allow me to be my crappy self. I always have to give strangers a bad name, regardless. It’s difficult to find true friendship among them. Thus, I give up on humans. Very soon you will be seeing me talking to the grass, the mynahs and to the butterflies...