OK I received an email from a neighbor of mine telling me that once again people have been trying to gain access to my apartment. I am far away from the city - but this is all just so messed up and sick - that I want to throw up.
I was informed the men were Albanian. In fact I was told by people around my building and neighborhood that each time I would leave to court men would show up and get into my apartment. The owner of my building was so worried for my safety that he installed a security camera - that was supposed to connect to my computer - which I stupidly never installed.
I moved into that building in the upper east side in 2008.
About a week later an Albanian man moved into the apartment right in front of me. I heard that he was a bouncer at a night club - a construction worker by day. A woman in the building who was dating him told me he had obtained his visa by falsely stating to the US government that he was persecuted in Albania for being a "homosexual" but that he was not homosexual.
From the get go this man started harassing my son and myself. Particularly my son - he would follow him to school - the harassment became so bad that I actually blogged about it on my myspace page.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
My new and not so friendly neighbor Current mood: annoyed
Well everything is going well. Except one little detail.I have a psycho as a neighbor. I have a tendency to attract some stalker like men. This time it's different. It's not like he tried to hit on me and was rejected, and that is why he's gone psycho. At least that would have some rhyme and reason to it. I can handle those types of situations. I never reject someone outright. Instead I'll flatter them with compliments, follow them around, and tell them I want to get married , have 7 children, and that I want to name our first daughter Bertha. Reverse psychology. I'm joking - but I have done that before :) It works too...This is a totally different scenario. And even though I don't like to admit it - it kind of scares me. Not only is this man messing with me but also with my son. I was introduced to this new "neighbor' by a very nice Brazilian women who lives in my building. She knocked on my door and introduced me to her new "boyfriend". She lives on the 5th floor, but helped her boyfriend get into the building by introducing him to this very nice older gay Brazilian man who lives next door to me and was renting his room out to him.Well from the get go I saw a little bit of "psycho" in his eyes, but paid it no attention. I did notice however that every time I went out my door he would leave a few seconds later. Like he wanted to "bump" into me, I would catch him listening to my conversation with my son. The hallway to my door is very long and there is no carpeting so the acoustical echo is very loud. Plus our doors are right in front of each other so I can hear his footsteps and even the key when he turns it. One day Con Edison came and installed my gas. A few hours later my son came in a little scared and said that the "Pato" ( Mexican slang my son has picked up) wanted to talk to me. He told me that he was not nice when he asked and that he said to him " Go get your mother I want to talk to her" in a really rude tone of voice. I went out my door , and asked him how could I help him. I was very amicable. He then said that he needed Internet, how much would it cost him to use mine. I responded that I did not have my Internet yet. He then started to get almost upset with me, repeating over and over again - are you sure you don't have it? The look in his eyes was as if he was trying to intimidate me. I was like YES I am sure I don't have my Internet connection up yet. I borrow someone else's band with. He tried to prolong the conversation and I had to end the conversation. So it was obvious to me that he had heard the Con Edison men and assumed I was getting my Internet connection instead of gas & light.When I closed my door I called my mom. I told her something was not right with this guy. I mentioned to her that every time my son walks out the door this guy follows him out. I was very scared, and annoyed.A few weeks later the Brazilian lady knocked on my door and we started talking. I went up to her apartment and she confided to me that she had broken up with him. He had been hitting her, and was very verbally abusive to her. She told me how used she felt. Now that he was in the building living in Manhattan, and not living in Queens he had dumped her. I opened up to her and told her how uncomfortable I was with him living here. I told her it was really weird to me, because I had never noticed a Brazilian man act so strangely. She told me he was not Brazilian but Albanian. He's a construction worker.I told her he was always listening through the door. She told me he was very "curious", and that he had asked her if I was marrie.. ect. I told her he needed to go be curious somewhere else.So anyways the Albanian neighbor is a stalker of the worst kind. I don't know what to do. It keeps getting worse. Two nights ago I walked into the building and he ran in quickly behind me startling me. He started laughing and asked me if he had scared me. That made me so angry! My blood was boiling. Plus the fact that he follows my son in and out the building and down the block - it's just sick. It's almost like he knows that will bother me more than anything- and it does.The Brazilian lady also commented to me that he was very rough with her son. And that her son did not like him. I don't know what to do now. Get a dog? Get an ex boyfriend of mine to visit me on a regular basis? Get a male roommate? I used to be in the habit of wearing a fake wedding ring, I wished I had kept this habit. Ughhh do I really have to bother?I've also thought of soundproofing my door, or getting a little hidden camera.This man is from a country where women are treated very poorly. He must need to feel some sense of control by doing this. I wish he would just leave me the f*ck alone though. Even the handyman in my building have told me to make sure that I lock my windows at night.Being a single in New York city is a wonderful thing. I love being single and probably will be for quite some time. However this is obviously one of the disadvantages. I've heard of things like this happening to women, but I never thought I would have to deal with someone so disgusting and sick living right next door to me.It's one thing to bother a women - but her child too? GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrFor now I am just going to say a prayer that the situation gets better. That' really all I can do at the moment.I googled Albanian stalker and foudn this girl's blog. This sounds exactly like the Brazilian lady's description of this guy. Good grief.http://mycrazyalbanianstalker.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-started-innocently-enough.html
Anyways he was thrown out - and I was told by the Brazilian woman about how much he commented that he hated my son and myself. She also told me that he lived in Italy for quite sometime. I have a half sister who is very prominent in the anti trafficking and anti sex slave ring movement. I've read her articles about Kosovo - and this man - well his Italy - US jump - history scared me quite a bit. Plus his vigilance of my son made me afraid that his intentions were very ominous.
I did background research on him - found his myspace page - and found it to be full of Kosovo Ablanian Gang symbolism - and some VERY sick youtube vidoes about raping women and children.
Anyhow - after the break ins in my NYC apartment when I would go to court in D.C. - I was told by a vagrant who is always hanging outside my apartment that is was the Ablanians.
When I was threatened a month ago by the man wanting to know what foster home my son was in - he was with a frigging Ablanian.
After these same men that broke into my apartment repeatedly - a "child service" agent would show up - and relate details found inside my apartment. I would repeatedly tell this "child service agent" about the break ins and about the harassment from the Albanian who got kicked out of the building - and this "child service agent" would ignore everything.
and now I have been told they tried to break in again TODAY -
Luckily I got smart about the "child service agent" and decided to go to the head of child services and ask what was up? Why was the "child service agent" showing up after every break in and gas leak. She flipped out - and my case was closed. She told me she had known this"child service agent" had worked there for years - yet I did a background search and he was only hired a year ago.
So ok then - I was attacked - urghhhhhhhh I am so livid righ now.
I will get more into the rape - and how it happened in a later post.
But so far here are some of the connections I have made with would be harassers - and the hierarchy of it all.
Knights of Malta ( lawyer handling my father's case)
Homeland Security Firefighters
Child Service Agents that aren't really child service agents
CIA Lawyers that represented Blackwater - (hold my father's voting trust stock share book)
Phone call telling me to warning me to call it quits which I traced back to a Michigan company which has relations with the Prince Company.
What the FUCK is going on here?
No LAW ENFORCEMENT HELP!
Listen - leave me and my son ALONE - you have already caused more than enough damage.
Stop visiting my apartment.
There are witnesses apart from myself
I am not crazy nor delusional and WOULD PASS ANY LIE DETECTOR TEST.
I have given and provided evidence to others.
I have documented and stored evidence.
I am not afraid - and I will SPEAK UP.
LEAVE US ALONE!
Mystery Of William M Cooley
I am a targeted individual of organized gang stalking also called stalking by proxy. This occurred to me after trying to fight for justice in my father's case. I am taking the blog down. I am tired of fighting and exposing an evil that I could never truly expose, as I am not the only victim of this kind of crime. Plus I have realized that there will be no justice of any sort. The more I seem to expose and speak out; the more I am targeted. Gang stalking is real - and is scary - and I hope that one day all victims will be able to put an end to this kind of torture, however I feel that I must move on and focus on my life and the life of my son.