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I've Been Warned

Today I am thankful for the lessons learned as a stalking victim. 



Apparently, people who know me fear that Dennis "The Menace" is going to kill me should I venture outside to try to find evidence that someone is setting fires at Cherry Creek State Park.

They base this upon a Facebook post.

What's he going to do?

Set the witch on fire?

Note: I'm a descendant of the witches that didn't burn.

Oh boy, this is starting to get stupid.

I've dealt with more dangerous dolts that this guy.  If I were in danger, it would have been when I was ignoring the drug dealers at Civic Center Park while trying to get a guy to consider treatment.

The worst thing that happened was that a woman called me a "stupid bitch."  She shut up quickly as she was sitting by a guy who just got a new set of sneakers that I bought fo him.

Take care of people and they'll take care of you.

That was just a few days ago.

****

Hell, I have more of a chance of dying by lighting black candles in my circle than I have of dying by this asshat's hand. 

If that doesn't kill me, my untreated liver and breast tumors will.  

***** 

Just in case my fearful frenemies are right -

Should I disappear, the first suspect should be my stalker ex-husband (Mike....the guy who lived here without my permission just a few years ago).  He's acting out and sending me nasty emails.

Then maybe....consider Dennis.


I have a 99.999% chance of coming back here tonight and saying that I'm alive.  The other .001% would be the odds that I'm in jail for injuring someone for trying to kill me.

Little old ladies with guns fear nothing.

Love ya,

S.

Edit: 06/06/20 - Nothing has happened.  I haven't found the scene nor has anyone threatened me.  Seriously.....I think the masks are making people go crazy.





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