In 2015, one of my college classmates joked about introducing me to someone, and I thought it was a joke. Later, people came to me for dinner and said that they wanted to take the girl, but I still didn't care, and it turned out that the person really brought the girl. The girl was white and pure, and she looked quite quiet, belonging to a very attractive type, but at that time I didn't want to talk about the object at all.
After eating that day, it was over, and during the meal, we simply chatted a few words, and my sister and I did not leave contact information. But who knew that day was the beginning of the nightmare.
Within a few days, the classmates did not ask for my consent to push my WeChat to the sister, the sister has been adding me, I did not pass, just in the rejection of the reply told her that I do not want to talk, nor that mind, and then the sister was quiet for a few days.
Who knows less than a week, one day I just left the company building to go to the subway station, walking and feeling wrong, I quickly turned back, and as a result, a person directly bumped into me, which frightened me, and I saw that the girl had been following me, and she looked like a fierce god.
I asked her what she was going to do, and she said she wanted to talk to me. I didn't even know her name, nor was I interested in knowing. At that time, it was a little dark, I told my sister that we should go forward first, and when I walked to the door of a shopping mall at the intersection, I looked at my sister again, her face was a lot darker, plus her eyes, I was really scared.
It was past seven o'clock at that time, and I told her to come back first, and there was something to make a separate appointment on the weekend. The sister laughed as soon as she heard it, let me pass her WeChat, I did not pass, she threatened to say that if she did not pass, she would always follow me, and if there was no way, I would click to pass the verification, and the sister left.
When I got on the subway, I called my classmates and asked why they were telling people my information, and the classmates told me that they were good friends who had been going to school together since junior high school, and that they were even at the same table in high school. Be a good girl. I told my classmates what had happened, and the classmates looked surprised and said that it was impossible, that the girl was not that kind of person.
The next day after work, I went out of the company, far away I saw the girl standing in the distance with long hair to look at the door of my company, I quickly ran to the subway station, did not expect the girl to start chasing all the way, I had a hard time to get to the subway entrance, after looking back at the girl pretended to look elsewhere, I was a little scared, called a friend, and then walked to the girl and told her that she could have a good talk.
I met with my friend in a shopping mall, and the girl followed, and I tried to persuade the girl that I really didn't want to look for it now, and that you would scare me by doing so. The girl said, "I don't know what's wrong with me, just devil, I like you, I can't control it." "My friend kept laughing after listening to it, and he sent me a WeChat message saying that I was in debt. But heaven and earth conscience, I didn't even know what the girl's name was until that day.
After sitting for half an hour, my friend saw that the girl was wrong, so she persuaded the girl with me, and my friend even said that I was old and ugly and fat, and I didn't have any money, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, until more than nine o'clock, the girl seemed to be made clear, and then left. Friends kept telling me honestly that night. I raised my limbs and swore that I had never touched a single hair of hers.
That day I thought the girl had figured it out and wouldn't bother me again, but within three days, the girl started stalking again.
At first I didn't know, but on the third day when I came home, I found the girl standing at the door of our neighborhood. I woke up the security guards and told them to keep an eye on them. What I didn't expect was that this girl stood at the door of the community for a night in the winter night. I made up my mind to call the police.
The next afternoon after work I knew she was following me again, I walked to the subway entrance, it was close to seven o'clock, I dialed 110, but I never expected that 110 actually could not get through, probably said that it was not within the processing time range, let the next day before six o'clock in the afternoon to call the police. The girl was also smart, she only came to follow after work, for many days the girl followed like a ghost, those days I also called the police every day, but after six o'clock in the afternoon there was no way to get through. Until one day I took a small road and pounced, and broke my foot. After that, I took 50 days off, which was a rare silence for me, and I thought that these 50 days were enough for the girl to think clearly about her behavior.
Until my 50-day leave was full and I returned to work for a few days, I saw the ghostly girl at the door of the company. I asked her if she didn't have to go to work? As for? It's been so long that I don't even know her name, as for that? She only said that she was demonized and could not control herself.
One day I called 110 at noon, and the police over there asked me what was going on, and after I explained it, the police asked me if there was any dispute between her and me. As a result, the other side laughed and said that this was a typical emotional dispute, and the girl did not follow them without the police. I can go to TMD emotional disputes, I asked them why they couldn't get the police call after six o'clock, and they said that there was no need to call the police for such a small matter. I hung up the phone immediately.
After a few more days, the girl may have felt bored and didn't follow up anymore, and I thought it was over.
Who knew that when I got home that day and walked out of the elevator, I found that thing standing in front of my house. I didn't hold back and dragged her outside, and I was still limping. She had just left the building and ran, and I quickly told the doorman that the woman had a stalker. The security guard began to laugh, and I couldn't help but grab the baton and point at him, telling him that it wasn't a joke, and the security guard got serious.
The thing came in through another door, and I immediately caught her and asked her what she wanted to do. She doesn't speak.
I told her that it was impossible, I let her go, she couldn't go, I wanted to go home and she continued to follow, at that moment my bottom line was finally not guarded, the anger value could not be contained at all, I slapped her hard, she got up from the ground and hugged my leg, and then I kicked her away again, she stood up, patted the ash on her body, and stood there without speaking. I turned and left, and without taking a few steps back to see that she hadn't followed, I left again. Going back to the window and looking again, she had turned and left.
This is the point where I thought it was over again. #Suzhou Headline##World essay # #在头条看世界 #
