This story is completely true, but I did change names. For privacy, you know? This is about my creepy stalker. It may seem like I remember dates really well, along with many details. I remember some things really well, while I completely or almost completely forget others. Also, there will probably be a lot of swearing, and gore because I will include some of my dreams that started shortly after my stalker showed up. There will be Creepypastas mentioned because of that, because they kill me a lot. Btw, I am not a creepy Fangirl. I am just a frightened fan. And by frightened, I mean terrified
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