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hello, my name is Richard i am 17 years old and i go to wellington high high school in highland. i live with my sister and mother and like most family my father wus never around. I mean i know where you lives but he never comes around, i don't care dough. for the past 6 years or so i have been stalked and "abused" by a......i'm not sure what it is and for some reason, i can not, for the life of me, get a picture of the thing. its horrible being stalked by the thing. its about 6ft tall and compared to me i look like a tooth-pick standing next to shaq. The first time i seen it i wus walking home from school and hade just gotten into a fight and wus extremely pissed of at the time. it wus standing next to a giant Joshua tree and wus turned around and wus stiff still. not moving a muscle and when i saw a muscle i mean a muscle. i walked on the other side of the street quick as hell, my house wus only about 3 blocks away from where i wus so i figured i could run if i needed to, and as soon as that tough had ended there wus a loud thundering crack from behind me and quickly turned around to see "it" only 6ft away from me it wus still turned around not moving but this time its hands reached out like it wanted a hug. me not being a dumbass like the people in the movies ran like fucking forest gump and got away from the thing. but i soom realised that no matter how far i run, how far i moved away it wound always find me. i told my mom