what time is it? STALKER TIME!

Ok I have a creepy ass stalker. Lmao. And i wanna hear about your guys' stalker stories ! (If you have any. :L) Heres mine:

This 6th grader at my school..her name is Katrina. One day, a few grades (7th and half of 8th) went on a feild trip, so to make life easier, they merged all the lunch periods into one. Anyways, I let Katrina in front of me in the line. She goes: OH MY GOD, THANK YOU THANK YOU THAANKK YOUUU!!! I was like: er...its kool? I mean the food sucks ass anyways..

She then went on to tell me how pretty my eyes were, how kool my hair was, and that she loved my shirt (though she definetly did NOT look like the kinda kid that likes Hollywood Undead...?). Im thinking: OK well maybe she's...ya know..special. :L So i just went with it, complimenting her too. Finally, I got my lunch, and went to sit alone (sounds terribly sad, but my friends were on the trip D. As I sat down, feeling lonely, there was like a solar eclipse. All light was blocked out and I was like: what the FUCK?! I turn around and that fat bitch Katarina is like sitting there...watching me eat. 0.0 Im like: uh..ok.. She goes: CAN I SIT WITH YOU?!?!?!?!? Still trying to be polite I said: err..I guess so.. She then proceeded for the next hour to ask questions (some of which she asked 3 times...? >.< probably trying to memorize them). Finally lunch ended and I all but bolted to the trash, threw my lunch away, put the tray up, and got my bag. I practically sprinted down the hall way (im short, and luck musta been with me cause I didnt get caught ) toward my next class, art. As I was running up the stairs, Some shit fell out of my the top of my incredibly messy bag XD. I managed to grab a few pencils before I looked up and saw Katrina. I was like: ope shit. She grabbed a paper off the ground, looked at it, her eyes got wide, and she ran off. Im like: 0.0 that bitch better not have taken my math homework -.- So I then went on to art to work on my paper mache gummy bear ! Well a few days went by and I kept getting a creepy sensation of being watched. I know this is gunna sound weird, but I have AMAZING hearing. Eyesight sucks, and my hand-eye coordination sucks, but hearing and smelling are like better than perfect. So one day I started listening and I could DEFINITELY hear footsteps. I just suddeny knew it was Katrina. I ran down a different hall way, flew down the 6th grade wing, took a long turn, went down 7th grade hall, passed the cafeteria, went towards 8th grade hall, then went back to art. I heard heavy panting, and I slowly turned my head, expecting to see Katrina passed out on the floor with sweat coming out her mouth >.<
Unfortunately, she wasnt on the floor, though she was panting. She looks at me and goes: that isnt the way you normally take! I was like: 0.0 what?! and she goes: normally you just cut through the cafeteria and completely skip 8th grade hall to get to Art. Im like: HAVE YOU BEEN FOLLOWING ME?! She goes: of course! Ive also been wanting to text you. I got your number and I-Ok first, how did you know I had Art (i wasnt yet in front of the class, and there are several different rooms where I was) and 2nd...howd you get my number?!?!? Her: well i found this note that you were writing to alex. She asked you your schedule and new number. It fell out of your bag on Monday, remember?! I wanted to jump off a cliff right then and there. SHIT. So now Im freaking out and Im tired of being Ms nice girl. KATRINA! GO AWAY! AND DONT EVER CONTACT ME! AGAIN! EVER! Her eyes kinda got all teary for a second, then her face got blood ass red. She goes: Kylie. We WILL be friends. BEST friends...trust me..we will....Now this was 2 months ago. Everyday I get sexual messages from 4 different numbers, asking for breast milk, locks of my hair, chewed gum...its really creepy. So..yeah. just thought Id share that with the class So tell me YOUR stalker stories!

 

Pretty creepy, yo.

 

You're a fucking idiot. Learn to use paragraphs.

 

Every new kid in school always tries to become my friend, they literally follow me around school for weeks, I never talk to them I just walk and yet they don't understand.. :/

I also used to skateboard with a friend in my neighborhood, this fat, old white guy would take out a lawn chair and stare at us.

 

Moved to correct section.

 

ok major tl;dr

 

oh, hello.


tl;dr

 

I stopped at stalker.

 

Thi

S

 

i read it all


okkk thinks she is popular enough that people are following her

the good thing about the story she is in real life katrina

 

i bet bambino is getting nightmare tonight

 

confusing in so many ways

 

lol'd

 

Cool story bro

 

I fucking quit half way I can't read that fucking thing anymore.


Ok so I'm a 6th grader at her school..her name is Katrina. One day, a few grades (7th and half of 8th) went on a feild trip, so to make life easier, they merged all the lunch periods into one. Anyways, I cut infront a bitch in line. made it look good like I actually gave a fuck. She was like: er...its kool? I mean the food sucks ass anyways..

I then went on to tell her how pretty her eyes were, how kool her hair was, and that I loved her shirt (though she definetly did NOT look like the kinda kid that likes Hollywood Undead...?). Im thinking: OK well maybe she's...ya know..special. :L So she just went with it, and she was complimenting her too. Finally, she got her lunch, and went to sit alone (sounds terribly sad, but her friends were on the trip D. As she sat down, feeling lonely, there was like a solar eclipse. All light was blocked out and she was like: what the FUCK?! She turn around and I was there...watching her eat delicious food. 0.0 Shes like: uh..ok.. I go: CAN I SIT WITH YOU?!?!?!?!? Still trying to be polite She said: err..I guess so.. I then proceeded for the next hour to ask questions (some of which I asked 3 times...? >.< probably trying to memorize them). Finally lunch ended and I all but bolted to the trash, threw her lunch away, put the tray up, and got her bag. She practically sprinted down the hall way(Shes short, and luck musta been with her cause I didnt get caught ) toward her next class, art. As She was running up the stairs, Some shit fell out of her the top of her incredibly messy bag XD. She managed to grab a few pencils before I looked up and saw me. She was like: ope shit. I grabbed a paper off the ground, looked at it, my eyes got wide, and I ran off. Shes like: 0.0 that bitch better not have taken her math homework -.- So I then went on to art to work on her paper mache gumher bear ! Well a few days went by and I kept getting a creepy sensation of being watched. I know this is gunna sound weird, but I have AMAZING hearing. Eyesight sucks, and her hand-eye coordination sucks, but hearing and smelling are like better than perfect. So one day I started listening and I could DEFINITELY hear footsteps. I just suddeny knew it was Katrina. I ran down a different hall way, flew down the 6th grade wing, took a long turn, went down 7th grade hall, passed the cafeteria, went towards 8th grade hall, then went back to art. I heard heavy panting, and I slowly turned her head, expecting to see Katrina passed out on the floor with sweat coming out her mouth >.<
Unfortunately, she wasnt on the floor, though she was panting. She looks at me and goes: that isnt the way you normally take! I was like: 0.0 what?! and she goes: normally you just cut through the cafeteria and completely skip 8th grade hall to get to Art. Im like: HAVE YOU BEEN FOLLOWING ME?! She goes: of course! Ive also been wanting to text you. I got your number and I-Ok first, how did you know I had Art (i wasnt yet in front of the class, and there are several different rooms where I was) and 2nd...howd you get her number?!?!? Her: well i found this note that you were writing to alex. She asked you your schedule and new number. It fell out of your bag on Monday, remember?! I wanted to jump off a cliff right then and there. SHIT. So now Im freaking out and Im tired of being Ms nice girl. KATRINA! GO AWAY! AND DONT EVER CONTACT ME! AGAIN! EVER! Her eyes kinda got all teary for a second, then her face got blood ass red. She goes: Kylie. We WILL be friends. BEST friends...trust me..we will....Now this was 2 months ago. Everyday I get sexual messages from 4 different numbers, asking for breast milk, locks of her hair, chewed gum...its really creepy. So..yeah. just thought Id share that with the class So tell me YOUR stalker stories!

 

seconding rawrasaurus' request

 

Are you still in elementary school?

 

Ok I have a creepy ass stalker. Lmao. And i wanna hear about your guys' stalker stories ! (If you have any. :L) Heres mine:

This 6th grader at my school..her name is Katrina. One day, a few grades (7th and half of 8th) went on a feild trip, so to make life easier, they merged all the lunch periods into one. Anyways, I let Katrina in front of me in the line. She goes: OH MY GOD, THANK YOU THANK YOU THAANKK YOUUU!!! I was like: er...its kool? I mean the food sucks ass anyways..

She then went on to tell me how pretty my eyes were, how kool my hair was, and that she loved my shirt (though she definetly did NOT look like the kinda kid that likes Hollywood Undead...?). Im thinking: OK well maybe she's...ya know..special. :L So i just went with it, complimenting her too. Finally, I got my lunch, and went to sit alone (sounds terribly sad, but my friends were on the trip D. As I sat down, feeling lonely, there was like a solar eclipse. All light was blocked out and I was like: what the FUCK?! I turn around and that fat bitch Katarina is like sitting there...watching me eat. 0.0 Im like: uh..ok.. She goes: CAN I SIT WITH YOU?!?!?!?!? Still trying to be polite I said: err..I guess so.. She then proceeded for the next hour to ask questions (some of which she asked 3 times...? >.< probably trying to memorize them). Finally lunch ended and I all but bolted to the trash, threw my lunch away, put the tray up, and got my bag. I practically sprinted down the hall way (im short, and luck musta been with me cause I didnt get caught ) toward my next class, art. As I was running up the stairs, Some shit fell out of my the top of my incredibly messy bag XD. I managed to grab a few pencils before I looked up and saw Katrina. I was like: ope shit. She grabbed a paper off the ground, looked at it, her eyes got wide, and she ran off. Im like: 0.0 that bitch better not have taken my math homework -.- So I then went on to art to work on my paper mache gummy bear ! Well a few days went by and I kept getting a creepy sensation of being watched. I know this is gunna sound weird, but I have AMAZING hearing. Eyesight sucks, and my hand-eye coordination sucks, but hearing and smelling are like better than perfect. So one day I started listening and I could DEFINITELY hear footsteps. I just suddeny knew it was Katrina. I ran down a different hall way, flew down the 6th grade wing, took a long turn, went down 7th grade hall, passed the cafeteria, went towards 8th grade hall, then went back to art. I heard heavy panting, and I slowly turned my head, expecting to see Katrina passed out on the floor with sweat coming out her mouth >.<
Unfortunately, she wasnt on the floor, though she was panting. She looks at me and goes: that isnt the way you normally take! I was like: 0.0 what?! and she goes: normally you just cut through the cafeteria and completely skip 8th grade hall to get to Art. Im like: HAVE YOU BEEN FOLLOWING ME?! She goes: of course! Ive also been wanting to text you. I got your number and I-Ok first, how did you know I had Art (i wasnt yet in front of the class, and there are several different rooms where I was) and 2nd...howd you get my number?!?!? Her: well i found this note that you were writing to alex. She asked you your schedule and new number. It fell out of your bag on Monday, remember?! I wanted to jump off a cliff right then and there. SHIT. So now Im freaking out and Im tired of being Ms nice girl. KATRINA! GO AWAY! AND DONT EVER CONTACT ME! AGAIN! EVER! Her eyes kinda got all teary for a second, then her face got blood ass red. She goes: Kylie. We WILL be friends. BEST friends...trust me..we will....Now this was 2 months ago. Everyday I get sexual messages from 4 different numbers, asking for breast milk, locks of my hair, chewed gum...its really creepy. So..yeah. just thought Id share that with the class
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