Notes

Shh. For this next one, you need to be very, very quiet. Because you're about to do something very wrong. Be careful. And don't get caught. Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to watch someone? To invade someone's privacy? Do you wonder what secrets you might uncover? What skeletons you might turn up? Well, for this next one, you're about to find out. A-4 on your map, kids.Now, don't say you're too afraid or that you don't feel comfortable doing this kind of thing, because guess what? You spy on people every day. We're always watching someone. Following someone. And being followed. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram they've made us a society of stalkers. And we love it. Of course, stalking someone in real life is a whole 'nother thing. That's right. I had a stalker. And if you've made it to A-4, you're outside his window. Just like I am right now. Any guesses yet? No? Well, stay tuned to hear about the skeletons he dug up. For now let's see if he's got any of his own. I get that it's a thrill looking into someone's life. My heart's pounding right now. Can you hear it? Listen.Welcome to your tape, Tyler Down.So, tell me when did it start? How long were you watching me, Tyler?I didn't really think anything of it at first. Must have been the sound of a tree branch in the wind. But the sound followed me. I was too scared to move even to shut the blinds.But then, the pictures you took that night aren't the reason you're on this tape, are they? We're talking about one picture in particular.It's hard to say exactly how things turned, but let's just say that night, things escalated quickly. While Courtney didn't hear my stalker arrive I did. Thankfully, I found a way to kill two birds with one stone.Remember when I said you wouldn't believe the skeletons Tyler found? Turns out they weren't mine. They were Courtney's.Like I said, we're a society of stalkers. We're all guilty. We all look. We all think things we're ashamed of. The only difference is, Tyler you got caught.Thing is even though Tyler stopped coming around I never stopped feeling afraid. So what could I do after that? First the school, then my house even my own bedroom. Nowhere was safe. You took all that away.