I am 25 now but I was 18 at the time.
I live in Huntington Park, a small city in southern California. I was 18 years old and it was June 2011, about to graduate and I wanted to bring a guy I liked with me to Gradnight at Disneyland. Jose worked at the new 7/11 that opened on Clarendon and pacific. Pacific is the “main street” of my city where everyone hanged out. I lived at the time behind pacific on Rita Ave. So I would always be either at 7/11 with Jose or with my friend Leo who worked at “Moracomp” computer lab where everyone went to download anything and print etc or somewhere at starbucks.
I was told at school if I wanted to bring someone to Gradnight the person had to fill out the form attached to mine so I walked into 7/11 and someone who was bend over the ice cream bin stood up and turned around. I came in and immediately started calling for Jose and as I looked down this person who was pimpled and shorter then me but was looking at me waved slowly and said “hi” in a soft whisper. I quickly said hi back and walked into the back of the 7/11 when Jose came out and we hugged and we technically had a moment when he asked me if that person was with me. As I turned around I saw the person who said hi was only feet away in an aisle near Jose and I. Quickly I said “no, I don’t even know that person. Is it a guy or girl?” We laughed quietly when Jose said “I think he likes you” and I laughed it off and said “oh yeah she is probably here for you”. We hugged and agreed the time wouldn’t allow him to go with me to gradnight but he assured me we could go somewhere else. Remember all I did was say “Hi”.
I went to gradnight and for several weeks I began to notice that person who at first I couldn’t remember from where I had seen them everywhere I went when I was on Pacific Blvd. One day about two months after the encounter at 7/11 I noticed again this person who now I knew was a girl because if you looked closely her boobs were just dangling and even though she dressed like a man she had features of a woman like no adams apple or facial hair but high cheek bones and short erratic hair almost bald. I remember that day and sometimes I get chills when I now go to pacific and I pass by 7/11. She was following me so I decided to put her to the test to see if I was losing my mind. I went into Rite Aid, JcPenney, Payless, and other stores around and she would come in too and so I did it on purpose of leaving immediately and then returning after she left to the store and I confirmed she would stopped too and come back and stare. She had this creepy stare and smile and I thought “omg this person is actually following me…this isn’t a trick. its happening.” I managed to walk into Jcpenney again which had a back door leading into their parking lot on Rita where I lived blocks away and made my escape. I could not believe it.
Eventually I lost interest in Jose because my neighbor Albert from another building next to mine asked me out so we began to date for a year on and off. The reason I broke it off was over this creep. I would like to point out I am pretty and overweight with brown hair and eyes and I always thought stalkers were after model type girls like in the movies. At the time this was my train of thought at 18. I help my mom raise my nieces who at the time were attending Gage Middle School and are two years apart. One day I picked them up and we walked on Gage instead of just going through miles ave the street it intercepted with. We were approaching Rita to make a left on it and straight home when I noticed her at the bus stop just watching us. She checked out my nieces which bewildered me and then gave me that stare and smile and waved at my nieces who looked at me with a quizzical look. I grabbed their hands and told them to walk faster and not look back and told them she was a crazy lady and again we walked into Jcpenney and this time walked through the back to the front and crossed the street and all this time just looking over my shoulder. I caught glimpses of her but we lost her. My nieces told my mom which made me confess everything and now my mom and nieces were worried.
I spoke to cops and they said since she wasn’t doing anything or talking to me or in any way threatening me they couldn’t do much. Also I had no name or way of guiding them to her to at least speak to her. So discouraged I just decided to avoid Gage and only walk home around pacific and at specific times when I couldn’t see anyone on the streets. It became a game to avoid her and at all hours of the day I would be doing errands because I seriously didn’t want to encounter her. I would text Leo who knew and had seen her when the coast was clear. I don’t know how to defend myself or fight or anything so I felt on guard. I wouldn’t see her for weeks and then bam she would be staring at me from some corner or another. One night when I hadn’t seen her I went to hang out with Leo and he knew everything about this chick when he stopped talking and just said quietly “don’t move” and I froze. Leo wasn’t the type to mess around about this chick because he knew I was scared of this crazy ass chick. She stood a few feet from me just staring and out of my peripheral vision I ignored her as she kept mumbling stuff. Leo broke the silence and said “Can I help you??” she said “yeah I want to use a computer” and she sat down and watched me from her seat. She wouldn’t leave even after an hour so I texted and called Albert who wouldn’t answer me and 7pm became 8pm and 9pm Leo closed at 10 so I needed to leave. So I told Leo “I’m going to crawl man, it’s the only way” he didn’t laugh at me just said “I’ll tell you when she isn’t looking”. He gave the “go” sign and I crawled out like an moron and speed walked home texting Leo for updates on her. She had left 20 min after I did so I was afraid since the streets were dark and alone. As I reached my street their was Albert in the parking lot talking to some girl and saw me but acted like he didn’t so in my mind after all that fear and nerves I felt I broke it off with him. He texted me within 10 minutes demanding I come out so I told him to delete my number and that it was over. He ignored me when I needed him and there he was with another girl, even thought they weren’t doing anything I was pissed off.
By now it had been 2012 and about to be 2013 and it was Christmas eve when I glanced out the window and She was there just watching my home, my sanctuary! When I noticed her she began to walk and turned once to give me the damn stare and smile. I didn’t tell my family because I didn’t want to disrupt our Christmas spirit. She knew where I lived and furthermore how long had she known where I lived? For how many nights or mornings did she watch my family and I just doing random stuff. I started to think of how I would sometimes leave my windows open to let in a breeze or to watch the stars. I got mega paranoid and thought of how we needed to move but how would I be able to do that. I would like to describe my building so you can have an idea of why I got scared. The building was made of bricks, the windows had build in bars with glass but anyone could walk in and the side building had no protection on them. and the first floor was at eye level so anyone could see inside. I lived in the front of the building and every one could see if I was home or not which became annoying when I didn’t want to talk to anyone.
It is now January and for unrelated reasons we got evicted because of some beef my sister had with a neighbor so we started to look for another place. We found a cute duplex on Seville but it intersected with Gage and as I was thinking it was all wrong I came out of the house and was standing surprised to find her in front of me! It was the first time we had been at eye level since 7/11 and this time she wasn’t innocently looking at me saying “hi” no she was staring with an evil glare and smiling. I couldn’t think I just walked away and started to yell for my mom and we had to leave. She started to look at where I came from and probably thought I came to visit someone and I feared now these people are gonna be stalked and watched too. The landlord was confused to my demeanor since I was just so nice a moment ago when my mother explained the situation and the manager says “oh she is dangerous”. Turns out she lived right there behind the house I was in but these people were the key to finding out all about this crazy bitch! She was mentally unstable, lived with her grandma, and was a drug user. She was doing all kinds of noise in the middle of the night according to the landlord who is now surrounded by other neighbors who start to share their mini stories of her. Her name was Angela and she had now gone into her home and was looking through the blinds every few minutes. She likes to take things they leave outside to dry or toys and yells and abuses her grandma. She smelled bad sometimes she wore her pant half down and her underwear would reflect feces stains and she would cuss at them. The grandma is just old and can’t control her and can barely pay the rent. I felt bad for the lady for loving such a terrible person. Apparently the cops have been called on her many times and she had been in and out of mental places. I shook off the news and told my mom “can we leave now?”
We ended up finding a beautiful building that was gated and so was my front door and windows. Inside the building it was split into two sides and what was now a patio to hang out used to be a pool. All was great! I felt safe. She didn’t know where I lived. I only saw her once more and this time my nieces and mom were there. My mom had some papers to fax so we went to see Leo. As we waited to see if they went through she came in and we all froze. My mom stood right in front of me to shield me and my nieces just stood behind me as I was sitting in a chair. She stood there for what seemed minutes and just started to say ” haven’t seen you in a while..you look so beautiful….how are you?” She looked as usual ugly and her face was filled with pimples and she was red. Leo interrupted her and said “if you’re not gonna use a computer I want you to leave” and she sat near us and kept staring. I left and took my nieces with me and my mom soon followed.
After that I never saw her. I don’t know or care about her whereabouts and I live happily still in Huntington Park. My mom retells this story to people and my nieces tease me from to time but they all stand by me and support the story. I thought about it and maybe I wasn’t the only one. All I did was say hi back…I guess all I can say is be careful who you say Hi to.