Wednesday, January 12, 2005

I can barely type this. I am shaking. I cannot stop. I am so scared. He just knocked on the door and I tried not to answer it, to be quiet, but he kept knocking. So I talked through the doorway, asked him what he wanted. And then he asked me to open the door. And I said, "No, I am too busy." And he said, "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR." Then cursed about fucking neighbors and told me something about his family and stomped downstairs. If he comes back up here, I am calling the police. I can't even go to my room because I don't want to go in the hallway. I am not leaving my apartment. I am so scared and shaking. I hate this. I hate him.

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