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early last summer my roommate who was also my best friend and I moved into our first off-campus house in our fairly large college town the house is perfect for us and we were really excited it was in a somewhat low-income area but for the most part the neighborhood was very nice and quiet when we moved in the house on one side of ours was unoccupied pending the sale and the duplex across the street was being renovated so we were mostly isolated on our end of the block with very few immediate neighbors most days during the week there was a middle-aged man working on the duplex across the street I never interacted with him but I assumed he might have been the owner of the duplex because he was always working on it by himself and did not seem to be affiliated with a company all of that is just to say I got used to seeing him around and thought of him as my neighbor one day about a month after moving in I was in the house alone while my roommate was at work when someone knocked on the front door normally I'm very cautious with strangers but this time I wasn't I looked through the peephole and saw a man who looked just like the guy who was always working across the street thinking he may have been coming over to introduce himself or ask for help with something I opened the door widely with a friendly expression the man was holding a phone and looked rather flustered hey manager roommate here oh he's not okay I live right down the street I wanted to see if you guys needed anything done with your lawn or anything I was a little confused but I greeted him with a smile and politely turned him down he continued the small talk I see your license plate is New York you from there I used to live there too again I politely engaged in the small talk but I'm still confused as to why he's there what he said next should have been a major red flag but I was still under the assumption this was just my neighbor trying to be friendly he continued I stopped by the other evening and no one was here you guys work nights my hours at my job varied as did my roommates but I wasn't going to go into details of our schedules with some random guy even if I did think he was our friendly neighbor I told him sometimes next he cut to the chase of what he really wanted listen man my wife works at the hospital and she locked her keys in her car I just got off the phone with the locksmith and he needs us to pay up front to unlock the car I don't have any cash and my wife's purse is in the car can you help us out with $17 as soon as we get the car unlocked I'll pay you back now even though I'm in a friendly mood my bs sensors automatically started going off anytime a stranger asked for money there are a lot of people in that town who ask for money on the street so I'm pretty accustomed to hearing all types of wild stories to try and trick gullible people into paying up but because I think he's the nice guy from across the street I don't immediately say no he seems much more mentally with it to compare to the beggars that I'm used to he also seems more put together in terms of his clothing and hygiene plus it's my neighbor okay I give him the benefit of the doubt and agree to lend him what cash I have which at the time was only four dollars I tell him I'm sorry that I don't have more suddenly his demeanor it goes from very friendly to sort of annoyed and cold he asks if I have more and when I say no he walks off angrily without even saying thank you that seemed very odd to me considering how nice and talkative he was in the beginning at that point I felt like I'd probably gotten tricked why would my neighbor try to scare me like that of course he never returned that day to give back the money that evening my roommate came home from work and I tell him the story I was laughing at myself for having being tricked but my roommates face goes white and he's not laughing dude the same thing happened to me the other night when you weren't here some guy told me the same story and I gave him the money and he never came back when my roommate spoke to him it was at night and the man was wearing a hat so my roommate couldn't get a good view of him like I did but we were sure it was the same guy I get a little freaked out we quickly realize it's definitely not our neighborhood from across the street it was just a coincidence that they had a familiar same age and build I think back on that conversation earlier that day the first question he asked was whether my roommate was home he asked if we worked nights and he was examining my car we decided we should call the police the officer respect he was pretty blunt and told us that this person may be scoping out our house to break in he told me that I should make sure to lock everything and maybe even buy a sign that says the house has cameras or one of those beware of dog signs he told me to call nine one if the guy ever comes back but ultimately that couldn't really do anything at the moment for the next couple of days both my roommate and I felt pretty paranoid and creeped out we closed off the blinds at night because we felt like he was watching us he mentioned he'd stop by when no one was home and he stopped by when just my roommate was home so clearly he had been stalking us or our house to some degree we decided to buy a beware of dog sign and we put it up right next to our front door of course we didn't actually have a dog after a week or so with no incidents we thought maybe he was just some guy looking to make a quick buck off some new dumb college kids in the neighborhood that night I decided to stay at my girlfriend's place my roommate said he'd be fine spending the night in the house alone I told him to text me or call me if he needed anything the next morning I woke up and looked at my phone at 2:00 a.m. my roommate had texted me dude something happened tonight it's fine now but waking me up as soon as you get home so I can tell you I jumped out of the bed and raced home to wake him up here's what had happened at about 1:00 a.m. that night my roommate was asleep in his room when he awoke to someone screaming outside our house at first he couldn't make out the words but it sounded like it was getting closer my room is bedroom is right next to the front door and soon enough it sounded like the person was at our front door at that proximity my roommate can make out a few words I don't care about your dog the person was pacing back and forth on the stoop furious my roommate then heard him walking around the perimeter of the house without hesitating my roommate called 911 but the man was gone by the time the cops arrived a few blocks over the cops found the guy in the parking lot they bring my roommate there to see if it's the same guy who had been knocking at her door but since I was the only one who saw the man in broad daylight my roommate wasn't totally sure this man was a similar aging build so he was pretty sure it was the same person the cops tell the man that he will be arrested if he comes on to our property again unfortunately we still had a couple more incidents with the guy but thankfully he never came back in the middle of the night or tried to break in he knocked on our door two more times that we know of at least for both times we saw him through the people and didn't answer both times he walked off before we called the police he also walked by one more time when my girlfriend and I were carrying groceries into the house and he started walking towards us smiling he asked very creepily you guys drink no idea what he meant or why even asked that I stood standoffish and told him no and eventually he backed off and walked away anyway creepy guy who I thought was my friendly neighbor but actually stole our money and harassed us I hope we never meet again a bit of background before getting the stuff going at the time I was 18 I am female and it was the first few weeks in college I had moved hours away from my hometown in order to get some space for my family and actually do something that I wanted to do I'm not sure if this is the same for every college but the first few weeks people seem to be scrambling for friends and are very outgoing I was like that as well in my major I had made a few friends especially this girl named Kelsey she was pretty tall and we were very similar in what we liked as far as hobbies and interests so when she invited me to a house party that her male friend was throwing a few weeks into the semester I immediately said yes I have been drinking since I was 15 knew all the good drinking games and in general I'm a fun drunk to be around or so I'm told so I'm very excited now this is summertime in the Midwest so we are talking 90 plus degrees not including the humidity a show up at this house party in shorts and a tank top I hadn't really done anything special with my makeup or hair because honestly in the weather why bother it would have legit just melted my face off why I'm telling you all this detail is important I promise right away I'm not very into the scene it's a 4 bedroom 2 bathrooms 2 story house kind of in the ghetto of the large town we're in the music is so loud the old windows are rattling and the house practically bursting with people I was about to nope it out when Kelsey appeared and grabbed my wrist she was very excited to see me and pulled me inside claiming we had next at beer pong inside the house was literally like an oven no windows open and the air was obviously off just the front and the back door were wide open to let the non-existent breeze through I decided whatever I was going to have some fun here and then leave kind of early to get home in time to shower before I passed out everyone was sweating dancing to the music and drinking lukewarm beer it was pretty horrible if we're going to be honest but as a college kid I could deal with it beer was free for girls so I'd rent for nothing that night it started getting kind of creepy a few hours into the party I would guess at about midnight there had been a tall thin guy that had been hovering and I thought that he was Kelsey's friend because she grew up in the same town in the college he had dark hair cut short dark eyes a nervous smile and a ratty white shirt in dark basketball shorts he pretty much blended in with half of the guys there after dominating in beer pong for a solid hour we were defeated so I excused myself to go outside and cool off a bit Kelsey said she would join me after she went to the bathroom quickly outside was still horridly hot but better than inside surrounded by Bo and warm bodies I recognized a few people from earlier beer pong games and the campus but no one I really cared to talk to I turned around to watch for Kelsey when I almost ran into the guy he was way taller up close I would guess around 6-4 and he smelled like weed and beer and body odor I stepped back and looked up to chew him out the awkward smile was a fixated as his eyes were glued to my chest excuse me can I help you I sniffed at him with a hand on my hip did you get all pretty for me he asked his voice deeper than I thought it would be I stated it above no makeup hair half up to keep my neck cool and just wearing casual clothes I didn't look hot I didn't look pretty none of that I was there to drink and hang out with a female friend um what was that a bad pick-up line I've been watching you all night yeah I said and went to take another step back I noticed are you looking for Kelsey he looked confused who Kelsey no I don't know a Kelsey alright red flags going up so you were legit watching me all night he nodded the creepy grin came back he seemed surprised that I was upset seriously man you smell and you were very creepy walk away I went to move away and he grabbed my wrist tightly it hurt to the point that I winced and he practically snarled at me Hey Dude what's up a random guy from the party had taken a few steps off the porch and was checking in just my girlfriend being mouthy the stringbean of an assaulter yelled back he began to drag me down the road literally dragging me so hard that my flip-flops came off and my bare heels were dragging on asphalt he was muttering to me that he was going to punish me hurt me take me so hard I will behave I was livid I grew up fighting with all six of my brothers and was dealing with an abusive father no way this human was going to scare me i squirmed like an alligator on a line spinning and screaming he grabbed my hair but just made me more angry and I bit him hard I tasted blood and started punching that anything I could reach his hand loosened on my hair and I wrenched my head back spitting his own blood in his face as he stumbled back he went to go hit me I think he maybe did at one point with the anger and an adrenaline coursing through me it was like a light tap on my shoulder I didn't feel anything I didn't care I was going to take him down out of nowhere Kelsey seemed to appear with the guy who called out to check on us Kelsey grabbed my middle as I was flailing to claw at his face and the guy went to stand on the other guy's middle so he wouldn't get up the next few minutes were a blur I remember my heart pounding so hard in my chest that it echoed in my ears I was ushered back to the porch where someone got me water to clean out my mouth and a few paper towels apparently I had a cut on my cheek and his blood was on my chin the guy who had jumped in to help ended up letting the man go he got away no one called the cops and I didn't either because I had been underage drinking all of it was a stupid combination of dumb teenagers alcohol and adrenaline needless to say I do not hang out with Kelsey anymore because she turned out to be the worst kind of person she told me it was my fault for walking out with him and I had probably done something to lead him on found out later that the kid who tried to take me his name was Jordan and did attend some of the college but he had dropped out after a few months due to not attending funny twists but a few years ago when I was 22 I was looking around on Facebook and one of the suggested friends was Kelsey she was shockingly in a relationship with Jordan and they were having their second kid a few people have told me over the years she had gotten into some hard drugs and got together with the total loser she had contacted me a few times trying to explain why Jordan acted that way and trying to defend her baby daddy next to me and trying to defend her baby's father to me no thanks so in short creepy Jordan who tried to do whatever he wanted to me and horrible friend of the year Kelsey let's not omit again for your sake so this was way back around two years ago when I was still struggling with trying to find a job and becoming financially stable anyway my phone bill arrived and I had to pay it soon I didn't want to be in debt so I was trying to find a job for at least a quick buck it was Sunday in my country most people aren't allowed to work on Sunday and it was around 9:00 p.m. I also need to add that I was at my mother's house and had invited my friend over to hang out that being said I ended up having to look for a job ASAP low and behold I see an ad distributing leaflets will pay well I am doubtful but I call the person anyway here is more or less how the conversation went my mom and friend happened to hang around to listen to the conversation as well I say hi I'm calling about the offer yes are you still looking to hire yes I see and how much would the pay be how much would you like to be paid at this point my mom is waving her arms trying to show me how much she's telling me to ask for two hundred dollars of our currency for reference point usually in this job distribution leaflets you'd be lucky to get around 16 of our currency per hour or so naturally as you can imagine that I thought this was crazy but hey I honestly didn't think I would get the job so I went with it I say well how does 200 sound deal oh that's great when can I start tell me where you live and I'll be there in 20 minutes you want me to work now yes on a Sunday yes at 9:00 in the evening yes tell me where you live so that I can come and pick you up hmm pick me up at the crossing between this and that Street okay I'll be there in 20 minutes well I would like to know what the job is exactly you said leaflets but what leaflets I'll tell you when I pick you up I'd rather know this in advance look I'm going all the way to meet you we will talk when I pick you up okay a huge part of me wanted to drop the phone but another part of me was thinking hey as unlikely as it may seem it still might be legit so I went halfway and just told him to meet not a crossing a bit further away from where my mom lives I hatched a plan first of all I'm not going into a stranger's car just like that that is sketchy secondly who hires a leaflet guy for such an insanely high pay and third of all a person who doesn't want to talk about the details before picking them up is definitely up to something so I had to plan I tell my mother and friend to hang around in that area where I'm supposed to meet the guy so that he will either try not to do anything since there are witnesses or so that they can call the cops should anything happen plus my friend would have my back so 20 minutes pass a black SUV rolls on the crossing that is empty of all the cars and people because of course it's Sunday evening the window rolls in some SuperMario looking kind of guy pops his head out and signals for me to get in the car I of course refused and tell him I need to talk about the details regarding the job first I looked through the guys opened window and see some girls sitting behind him he says come on I haven't got time for this I'm sorry but I don't know you I'm not going to get into a stranger's car just like that what am I gonna do kidnap you I don't know you you're a stranger to me if you want we can talk about the details about the job and then I'll tell you if I want to get in the car or not the guy's face grows red I already know things are going to take a turn for the worse he rolls up his window screeches his car down one of the roads parks it next to the nearest free spot and gets out of the car the guy had a comically large beer belly and he starts angrily stomping to me I think to myself playing the angry card are we he gets closer to my face than anyone would ever dream of and starts his Godfather spiel he says I Drive all of the way through the city to pick you up and now you're telling me you won't get into the car I already told you no offense to you but I don't know you you're expecting me to get into a car with a complete stranger if you want we can talk about further job details right now after which I will tell you if I accept the job or not what am I gonna do kidnap you well I don't know that do I the guy's face Redden's even more he plays the I'm too pissed off to talk to you my friend good cop will talk to you instead as he tells me just that and we walked to his car still I don't get into the car where I talked to mrs. good cop had a safe distance from the vehicle the lady seems kind and polite finally she explains how it all works that they gave me leaflets to a nightclub which is why they are doing this at this time since all the nightclubs are open right now they drive me to a location where I give the leaflets for an hour or two and afterwards once I'm finished I call the guy to pick me up and they pay me $100 of our currency note that the guy already said okay for 200 ya know you really expect me to believe that I will just get into some stranger's car then just be dropped off God knows where do a job without a contract and then we go bowl enough to think that if I call him after the job is done they won't just ghost me and not pay me once the lady explained everything I politely declined the guy keeps trying to butt in with his what am I gonna do kidnap you spiel over and over again but I just be asked my way out of it by saying some crap in the lines of well you said you're very busy and you don't have time for this so I don't want to waste your time on this goodbye the guy clearly had enough gets in the car smashes the door and drives off with a screech and I hope I never meet those guys again we moved a lot when I was a kid but through high school I always used the same bus stop it was about half a block away where our quiet suburban street intersected with a slightly busier one I was often there alone early in the morning for the longest time the most interesting thing that might happen was a raven scolding me from a tree or that a family of deer would follow me from the park across the street from my house to the bus stop through the fog and past me to walk in the forest preserve beyond the intersection it was a quiet neighborhood and only a handful of cars might pass by while I waited for the bus the deer stopped following me after the harassment began that morning a jeep 7li hit the brakes and slowed to a stop in front of me the driver had all the windows rolled down even though it was a chilly wet autumn morning one of those days were the mist just clings to and saturates everything and the clouds are so low in the sky that you feel like the world was just a big room that you're in because of the fog they hadn't seen me until there were a few meters away and their braking made a screeching sound they stopped the car and the driver just sat there staring straight ahead I couldn't make them out they were wearing a light grey hooded sweatshirt and sunglasses I didn't see anyone else in the car after about thirty tense seconds during which my bemuse meant give way to concern that someone was going to hit this guy stopped in the road he finally turned to me yelled a racial slur smiled and then took off I didn't think much of it at the time I was nourished to the area I'm not great with faces and that figured it was one of the kids at the high school trying to be edgy or maybe just a local jerk who had mistaken my ethnic background either way I didn't think about it at all until the next week when it happened again this time the guy had friends with him the windows were tinted and they only correct them so I couldn't see them he yelled the different slur at me and I could hear their laughter as they drove off this continued to happen sometimes twice in a week sometimes going months in between they sounded young so I continued to write it off as another weird local hazing ritual but gradually it began to get under my skin there were two things that bothered me about it first the slurs they were ugly and hateful and they sounded promising leave violent to me even though I felt they could tell that I wasn't a Mexican or Asian person or any of the other groups they used slurs for second their license plate was obscured every time this is a very wealthy area that I'm describing and the local law enforcement wouldn't call out anyone who lived there on a violation so I wasn't surprised that they got away with it but it did give me pause one morning I was ready to yell back at them but instead of yelling anything they just swerved at my location on the sidewalk I jumped out of the way and ran behind a fence but the Jeep ended up whipping through where I had been standing before speeding off I figured the kid had overshot and had it actually meant to hurt me but some of the things that have followed since made me wonder one morning I came up to the bus stop and there was just blood all over the area where I usually stood it was wet for the rain but I knew what it was it wasn't a huge amount but it was off-putting a few days later there was a dead animal there mangled and brutalized it wasn't roadkill I couldn't take my eyes off of it even after getting on the bus it wasn't there when I returned in the afternoon it wasn't by accident it looked to me as though it had been stabbed repeatedly extreme overkill I started to see the Jeep outside of the morning bus stop but the windows were never down and it always sped off when I looked at it or otherwise couldn't get to it before it left this carried on for years one day in the summer I was walking through my neighborhood with a friend and the Jeep came by at a very high speed and an egg hit me in the chest it floated down my shirt and onto my pants and all I could think to do was turn to my friend James and say you saw that right because until then nobody else had ever witnessed the events and my family members seemed skeptical when I mentioned it I had to go home and change my clothes and take a shower since the egg hit me at such high speed that it went into my hair and everywhere it was then that I started to take the situation more seriously I had a bruise for weeks I started to catch a ride with my brother in the mornings or wait behind the local NFL players fence until I heard the bus coming down the street I didn't ever go outside until I had text confirmation that my ride was there if I heard a car coming on a walk I would run off into the bushes they swerved at me a few more times and then I never saw them again some other strange things happened and I've had stalkers since but I've never been able to connect them to these events nor figure out who the people in the Jeep wore or where they lived my parents have moved to a different part of the community now but I'm still jumpy when I walk around that area when I was 14 my family went on a camping trip the group consisted of my parents my grandparents my 12 year old sister and my seven-year-old cousin my cousin was getting pretty bored of campfires as a kid does so we decided to walk to a park a couple of streets over we were parked in a campground as opposed to out in the woods so this park was accessible and in the sight of the majority of the campers it was a good five-minute walk away from our sight though far enough away that my parents wouldn't be able to hear or really see anything that was going on we sat on the swings for five to ten minutes before a girl around my age walked over I saw her coming because her tent was directly across from the park she sat on the swing beside me and started talking asking me where we were camped how long we had been there for what music I liked she kept her head down the whole time making eye contact probably three times she seemed distracted and possibly upset so I smiled and tried to make friends unfortunately that was not her plan about ten minutes into our conversation she said goodbye and headed back to her tent not two minutes passed before a man in his mid-20s stepped out after her he proceeded to walk towards me with a huge grin on his face he must have been her brother my first reaction was to assume that he was mentally handicapped why would an older man be smiling at me so excitedly I gave him a small smile and tried to look away but he was barreling down the street towards me refusing to break eye contact when he reached me he said hey and asked me how old I was and what my name was I stayed sitting on my swing responding politely as a naive 14 year old would as my sister and cousin stared at him they were obviously freaked out but didn't know what to do he then asked me if I liked Justin Bieber I said no he then asks me if I like one direction I said they were okay what makes you beautiful had just been released and I had genuinely enjoyed it which I talked about with who I assumed was his sister he asked me if I wanted tickets at this point my sister and cousin although so young knew something bad was happening they took off sprinting towards our trailer and I started standing up getting ready to leave I told him no I didn't want tickets I felt squeamish as I had a feeling he wasn't asking for money as a 14 year old who looked 11 it was obvious that I didn't carry cash and that there was no way he wanted me to go ask my parents for some he persisted listening Katy Perry Lady Gaga Bruno Mars I hadn't started walking away at this point and told him no that I wasn't interested I got scared that he was going to follow me but thankfully he didn't and I was able to walk home at a normal pace when I got there my cousin was crying while my sister was trying to explain what was going on I tried to calm them down and told everyone what happened again as a naive child I started pushing down my feelings of danger and instead forced myself to believe he was simply selling concert tickets thankfully my mom is quite strong headed and saw right through it she made me point out the campsite and dragged me with her walked up to the family and gave them an earful I was embarrassed at the time but thank God my mom is as confident and tough as she is I never know what exactly he wanted from me I'll never know what he did to that little girl to her and do a scout for his sick scam but I'm glad that I had the paranoid ballsy family that I do to protect me who knows what would have happened if I didn't back when I was a wild nineties teenager I met John at a party through my friend Cindy he was a 21 year old high school friend of her brother and was in town for a short visit I thought John was cute and he was definitely flirting with me since he lived halfway across the country I figured that I'd never see him again once he left but he asked for my address and phone number so that we could keep in touch my 16 year old self was fuckin giddy this hot young man wanted to stay in touch hell yeah you can have my info as soon as John got home he called me then letters started arriving sometimes several per week one particular letter arrived with stamps all over it indicating that it was mailed from jail he got into some legal trouble he refused to tell me about but said he wouldn't be in jail long since he was innocent months went by and John was still writing at least once a week I was living with my parents but they were never home in the afternoon and I always got the mail when I got home from school thus they never saw the prison stamped letters being sent to their daughter the letters started getting a lot more personal he drew me pictures and wrote poems he went on and on about what kind of life he wanted he asked for me to send pictures he kept asking for sexier pictures I wrote him every two weeks or so not nearly as often as he'd write to me one day John called me to tell me that he was out of jail for the time being but that he still had to go to court for some shit so he might get locked up again I tried to find out why but he wouldn't tell me insisting that he was innocent and it was all fucked up etc he started calling again a lot I was 17 at that point and rarely ever home so he started calling later and later at night he was getting more and more obsessed with constantly knowing everything I did this guy was not my boyfriend I never said he was and we even discussed guys I liked and dates I went on but he totally changed his attitude over time one night when he called I lied and said I hadn't done anything I was feeling sick and just wanted to get off the phone and go to bed he flipped out and proceeded to tell me exactly what I had done that night and named the people I was with my brain broke and I just hung up and took the phone off the hook after a sleepless night I called everyone the next day John was a thousand miles away yet somehow he knew where I was last night and he knew the instant I got home since the phone started ringing before I could even close the front door what the actual fuck right John called every night but I didn't answer so he wrote more letters detailing the things I was doing and who I was with telling me how much I meant to him and how he couldn't understand why I wouldn't talk to him the letters were still postmarked from his home state and the calls were still coming from his area code so I was pretty sure he wasn't in town but how the fuck was he getting this information I continue to ignore his calls and letters hoping he would get bored and give up I didn't want to get the cops involved because I wrote him some personal stuff I didn't want other people reading minor teenage drama stuff I actually started writing out a statement with a timeline and sorted the pile of letters from him suddenly the phone calls and letters just stopped a month later I got another letter covered in stamps he was back in jail and crazy as ever it was like 20 fucking pages front and back with batshit crazy doodles covering every square inch I wrote back explaining that if he ever wrote or called me again I would send every single page he had ever written to his local police the warden of the jail he was in and his old high-school buddy after that I never heard from John again I never figured out how he was stalking me from across the country though I can't think of anyone I knew who would have been playing spy for this guy I even tried switching up the people I was hanging out with but John would still know and his letter would be like did you have fun after school on Tuesday with your new friend are you working on an assignment together I didn't have a cell phone or home computer and I didn't talk on the phone about the things he or someone knew about the only thing I can come up with is that John must have paid someone to watch me because without the internet this guy managed to stalk me from a thousand miles away April was a slow time for the Colorado Springs based business of my father Bill the weather was nice and the roads were clear which means slow shifts at his auto shop at around 4:00 p.m. the wind was pulling in a nice spring breeze when my dad bill was walking along the side of his shop which happened to overlook a small stream and a steep hill that turned into the path about halfway down the hill he saw a big blue tarp being very proud of his business he walked towards the junk and was just about to grab it and toss it in the dump when he saw a car pull into the lot that was his cue to go back to work by the end of the day he had forgotten about it the next afternoon at work three policemen came in they asked my father and co-workers a bunch of questions or any suspicious behavior they might have seen bill was talking with a female police officer when she lets it slip that a body had been discovered just down the hill on the ironically named garden of the gods Road oh shit I was down there yesterday cleaning I didn't see any body though around what time did you happen to see a large blue and white tarp oh you were cleaning the area uh actually yeah I almost grabbed it yesterday but ended up getting distracted my dad eventually asked if the body had been discovered in the talk yes it was a woman jogging found it this morning around 10:30 a.m. my dad was floored he was just there yesterday after a few more questions the police all headed back to the crime scene to finish the initial investigation no one was allowed on the scene and the police task that passerby not to take any pictures luckily for you guys my dad took one from his office window you can see near the top of the picture the running trail just in front of that is part of the dried-up Creek you can also see just left of the officer in black a teeny shade of blue that would be the top flash-forward a few days the police went back to my father's shop hoping that security cameras might have caught something on tape while transferring the data my dad started asking more questions about the murder he learned that the victim was a middle-aged man who had been stabbed to death the investigators didn't have too much evidence to go on hey you know there are a couple of meth heads that live in this Shack behind our shop connected to that bar yeah we have a lot of problems with them stealing scrap metal from the back letting their dogs run wild even had one of them threatened to shoot me once I was out spraying their dogs with water to quit barking you should check them out the officer nodded gathered the rest of his things and left rambunctious bill then convinced the co-worker to go with him to the crime scene to see if they could find anything cool the grass was flat and the talk was now gone of course they walked around for 15 minutes or so when Bill headed up the stream the trail runs over a main road and then leads to a man-made lake just under the bridge the water starts to get heavier and the trees are a bit thicker he noticed the red lows moving carts sticking out of the water he ran over to pull it out of the stream calling over his buddy for help the two of them pulled it out and started wheeling it back up the hill suddenly my dad stops he sees something on the cart what is that rusty looking stuff Hank stop look at that fucking cart is that blood they looked closer and sure enough blood all over the cart on the handle the wheels and the sides but it wasn't only blood they started to notice there was hair human hair utterly stunned my dad called the police woman he had been talking to the previous day's and explained what they found for whatever reason the police were very skeptical that this was evidence at first they didn't even believe my father eventually they sent out a car with two police officers and a CSI the CSI asked my dad why he thought this was blood it looks like blood sir when asked how he knew it was human hair he said with an air of expiration because it looks like human hair they ran a chemical test on the cars and sure enough it tested positive for human blood bill tried once again suggesting that the police talk with the crazy neighbors behind his auto shop still no information was taken down and they left with what they had they just took the blood card as evidence and thanked my dad two days later Hill was leaving the auto shop to get some things from Costco there was a small dirt alley that leads to the main road just behind the shop in the past it had been blocked by one of the meth addicts car they were complaining to my dad and his boss about the business driving cars back and forth through the alley disrupting them he'll notice that the path was now open so he decided to take this shortcut but something was off he saw the normally annoying car sitting in front of the Shack its door was wide open and there was someone sitting on their knees with their upper body inside the car he got in his car and crept up just a little so he could see what was happening right away he'll recognise the skinny redhead as the woman that lived in the shack with her husband Donald Decker she was on her hands and knees surrounded by jugs of bleach comet OxiClean and much more my dad had said that he knew right then that they were guilty why would someone be scrubbing their car with those chemicals he saw no water or rinsing it was a blistering hot June afternoon they happened to live two blocks away from the local car wash bill knew then and there to trust his instincts the redhead kept scrubbing the passenger side floor he pulled out his phone and started recording her my dad always trying to be the funny guy then yelled out his window as he started to drive away covering up a murder he heard her say fuck you as he drove off this time when he called the police they took him very seriously the next day they went by to talk with the residents of the Shack and the day after that they made an arrest after searching the premises they found a large blood stain soaked into their plywood floor the redhead then crumbled and told the police everything the victim was named who Richard card and was a roommate of the deckers they were all shooting up some meth someone ended up accusing rich of putting some of the dope aside for himself and things got heated eventually Donald started to trade blows with a rich which ended when he stabbed his meth body turned nemesis rich blood out on their floor and died not knowing what else to do Donald and his wife stole the Lowe's car to move him around loaded him into their car wrapped him in the top and pushed his body down the hill they shoved the cart into the stream assuming it wouldn't be found there Hank my dad and I watched the police arrest on the suspected murderer bill took out a video as well in it you can hear him very inappropriately yelling out haha killer thanks to both his stupidity and his wife's confession Donald Decker was convicted of second-degree homicide within a couple months and is now serving a 45-year prison sentence my dad says he's going to start a private investigation business because he solved a murder all on his own when I was 18 I worked the closing shift at a coffee shop in Lincoln Nebraska six nights a week other than a few awkward orders I never really had a problem with a customer being inappropriate or out of hand chalk it up to Midwestern manners I was working the closing shift one Halloween I was a little bummed to be closing while my friends were out and about but I was planning to go to a friend's party after work so I really didn't mind too much it was about 9:45 and I was already ready to close right at 10:00 it had been dead since 8:00 and all I had to do was a final register count everything was clean so I was reading a book to pass the time trying not to watch the clock the layout of the shop was like a bar dominated by a long counter with the register near the door at the closed counter end and with the one far end open for us to go in and out of with customers orders right near the door to our back room a man suddenly walked in he looked to be in his mid 20s with a big hoodie and sweatpants that sagged so I could see the waistbands of two different pairs of gym shorts underneath I asked him how he was and what he was thinking of ordering he took his time responding but he wasn't looking at the menu or at our chalkboard with seasonal drink offers rather he was looking at the front door after a minute he turned around and asked my name I often had male customers ask this so I told him and then asked again what he was looking to order he began to ask me more questions about me and my job I responded thinking maybe he wanted a job application giving him a very short version of how I felt it was almost 950 and I just wanted to make his drink so I could close shop he nodded saying that he thought I liked my job then started to ask about the shifts I walked I figured he had sympathy that it was Halloween so I gave him a vague answer he then asked why I didn't work on Thursdays my heart jumped I didn't see that one coming I struggled to respond and he continued asking if Sunday mornings were better than Wednesday nights at this point I broke into nervous laughter and smiled asking him if he was looking to work for the coffee shop joking that we needed the help he stopped smiling at this point and his hand made an abrupt move to the innermost pair of gym shorts like he was grabbing his junk I felt like I was going to pass out but managed to keep my professional poise asking him to either order or leave at this point I grabbed my cellphone and started thinking how I could dial nine-one-one without him noticing my unsolicited then leaned on the counter and asked me questions where did I live did I have a boyfriend what were my plans for the night I was trying hard not to cry hoping he would go away if I just didn't freak out he began to move away from the register still leaning on the counter with his hands in his pants towards the open end of the bar I began to back away as far towards the front door as possible but that end had no opening and was so high I couldn't jump it without climbing over the espresso machine the only other exit I could think of was our narrow drive-through window clutching my phone harder I asked him what he wanted he stood up glancing backwards at the front door then the clock I took the chance to text a friend if I am not at your place in ten minutes call the police he caught me and asked who I was texting I told him it was my boyfriend and his face became contorted into something that I will never forget his eyes blazed with rage and he became as still as a statue he calmly told me to throw my cellphone through the drive-through window not wanting to test the depths of his rage I complied he then began to make his way towards me screaming how I could have a boyfriend since when he had been watching me at work for the last two months he had never seen a man drop me off or pick me up he pointed to the side of the building where I had parked saying he knew I parked my blue Toyota there earlier and that I shouldn't lie to him he began to describe my work shifts to a tee when I came in when I left how I smoked across the street on break he told me how he knew that I only drank Diet Coke and that I always cranked my music up when I started my car then he pulled a gun out of his gym shorts waving it around and yelling that I was stupid to lie to him since he knew it all he was alternating between yelling and laughing as if he couldn't believe that I didn't want to talk to him or that it was funny that I was scared I offered him all the money in the register but he just started laughing hysterically saying I am NOT here for any money marina I am NOT here for a job I think you know what I am here for I was sobbing uncontrollably at this point so he told me I needed to calm down and that he was just really excited to meet me as if to confirm his excitement he began to jerk off while holding the gun in his other hand he was only a yard away from me at this point I begged him again to leave when he didn't move I asked him what I did to him he said that I was really pretty all of a sudden my friends walked through the door there were five guys all together all in a metal band so they're a pretty unsettling group of guys the man quickly put the gun in his hoodie pocket so quickly that only two of my friends noticed it he ran for the door disappearing into the night I threw up as soon as he was gone and two of my friends ran out after him unsuccessfully I quit my job the next day after calling the police there was never any follow-up [Music] the personal part of this story was told to me by my friends older brother Jay and his mom the rest is common knowledge around my hometown when Jay was about 10 years old in 1992 an ice-cream truck started driving around town it was in the middle of summer the truck stopped at all the lakes and parks in our town and nobody thought much of it because our town is small and rural and of course we have an ice cream truck being 10 Jay was excited whenever he heard the ice cream truck drive around that is he was excited until he actually convinced his mom to give him some money and let him buy an ice cream he sprinted to the truck which stopped a block from his house but he got a very funny feeling from the guy he is 1/4 Native American his mom is half and is an actual Medicine Woman and the whole family believes heavily in trusting their intuitions so Jay backs away and goes home even though there was a group of 3 or 4 boys at the truck already he told his mom about his inexplicable feeling of unease when he saw the man and his mom told him to stay away if the man didn't feel right a couple weeks later two boys went missing while they were out at a park their moms had turned their backs for less than a minute at first it was assumed that they went exploring to the nearby creeks looking for salamanders but after hours of searching it came out that the last vehicle seen in the area was the ice cream truck then the truck stopped showing up for a few days cue the police asking the town officials about the ice-cream man it turns out that nobody knew the guy he didn't fill out paperwork or get a license or whatever it is you have to do to drive your child bate through town nobody had thought anything of it cuz this guy just showed up and seamlessly started driving his route one day I guess he had scouted the locale beforehand in another car or on foot and picked out all the areas with kids the driver being a sick fuck couldn't contain himself for long and started driving his truck around the shittiest of my town seven trailer parks a week after the boys went missing this trailer park is literally on the wrong side of the tracks with a railroad running right down the side and our town dump is just a little farther down the street it's at the very edge of town with nothing else around it but empty woods I forgot to mention my town is in rural Michigan so this trailer park was about a mile deep into the woods and it was creepy as fuck even without a pedo on the loose so the cops were called and were told that the guy was living in this trailer park they found his truck with a top hat hazard lis thrown over it and burst into the nearby trailer and arrested him since this is where the local legend starts taking over I don't really know what they found inside the trailer I have heard that the trailer was full of memorabilia from past children and I have heard it was just a shitty trailer that looked like a hobo with a roofing plastic fetish had lived there I do know that the guy ended up confessing after police found some evidence in his trailer telling the police that he had kidnapped raped and murdered the two boys finally dropping their bodies at the dump Thomas it was the grisliest thing to happen in my town's history and a few years later when I was growing up things were much more strict there are cameras at all the parks now an organized neighborhood watch program and a see something say something law was enacted once smartphones became popular I downloaded the sex offender database app and set it to my home town holy shit my home town is sex offender central there are a dozen sex offenders living in the downtown area maybe 10 blocks by 10 blocks and over three dozen within the boundaries of my school district how one lived less than a mile away from me on some dark wooded dirt road I have gone running in the middle of the night down that road more times than I can count my dad worked at a beachside pub in the early 2000s when I was little in addition to being a chef he DJed the bike in car shows for the restaurant the car shows were on Wednesdays and the bike nights were on Fridays the car shows were on a school night but my father would often bring me to the Friday bike nights by all accounts I was an adorable and charming kid and the bikers absolutely loved me you might say that this was no environment for a little girl but I learned a lot about loyalty and friendship from being around bikers my dad told me that some of them would call into the restaurant just to ask if I would be there that week and they'd often bring me stuffed animals and candy my favorite of the bikers was a man that I affectionately called uncle Teddy he was a friend of my parents and an absolute mountain of a man around six foot eight and four hundred pounds an ex-marine who loved his Harley and his cigars every week for five years he'd bring me a Butterfinger and a beanie baby one Friday when I was six my father had brought me to the bike show as he normally did but I couldn't keep my eyes open past 8 p.m. the show didn't end until 10:00 so my dad had gotten into the habit of putting an air mattress in the back of the restaurant my dad and Teddy would check on me every 15 minutes I was asleep when I felt a hand on my shoulder it was a man that I had seen around before he wasn't dressed in biker gear but a short-sleeved plaid shirt and jeans he looked greasy but not particularly scary he smiled and told me that his name was Sheen and that he was a friend of my dad who'd asked him to drive me home my dad had tried to ingrained stranger-danger in me telling me a thousand times to never talk to anyone I didn't know but he knew me and my dad's name as well as the nickname everyone called me so I totally bought it I got up grab the Flamingo beanie baby uncle Teddy had given me and walked with Sheen to the parking lot he didn't have a bike rather a very old four-door sedan he opened the back door for me and I climbed inside you know how in senior citizens homes they often have plastic wrapped couches or chairs that's what the back seat of his car was like totally covered in plastic I think now that it was probably so there would be no trace of DNA left behind Sheen started to drive away he had parked the car behind the restaurant in a way that it wasn't immediately visible to the bike show but as we pulled away I saw Teddy heading through the door presumably to check on me he just happened to look up at that exact moment probably to acknowledge the car I smiled at him uncle Teddy didn't waste a second he got on his bike and was on that car's ass before we'd even cleared the street that led out of the parking lot the Avenue leading to the restaurant was long about a mile and a half from there you had to go down another long road before you made it to the highway Sheen saw Teddy approaching in his rearview and attempted to speed up but he must have realized it was futile Teddy had his license plate number and a good physical description of him Sheen stopped the car turned around and told me very calmly to get out I was scared shitless by this point so I didn't waste a moment Sheen burnt rubber driving away Teddy held me for a moment before I jumped on the back of his Harley and we headed back to the pub by the time we got back cops were surrounding the place my dad was sobbing and screaming on the sidewalk outside of the restaurant my dad was sobbing and screaming on the sidewalk outside of the restaurant I'll never forget that moment I ran up to him and hugged him as tightly as I could the rest is all a blur I went down to the police station and spoke to a sketch artist I didn't get to go home until around 2 a.m. Teddy never left my side an APB was put out on the vehicle which had been reported as stolen Sheen's sketch circulated around the local news stations but it didn't turn up anything concrete at one point I was asked to look at a lineup but none of them were him when I turned 14 my dad decided I was old enough to know what had happened Sheen was a customer at the restaurant fairly regularly he knew my nickname schedule and how often Teddy and my dad checked on me because he'd been watching me for over a month when his plan was botched and Teddy brought me back to the show everyone was gone I had assumed it was because the police had cordoned off the scene but they were actually all out looking for Sheen Teddy told them the make and model of the car plus a description of Sheen one of the guys thought he sounded like a guy that frequented one of the biker bars downtown I asked him what happened after that I remember my dad paused for a very long time finally he said they found him

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