Around 30 years ago my life changed forever and led to the most terrifying day of my life the day I thought I would die.
One day I came across a man begging in the street and saw he was someone I’d known at school, I felt sorry for him and invited him home for a hot drink he was very grateful and came with me.
After that time he returned to my house numerous times without being invited. I had to tell him that he could not just turn up when it pleased him. I thought he understood “ HE DID NOT” he returned many times repeatedly and each time he behaved as though I had said nothing to him.
On my return from work one day I opened my intercom door to see him sitting inside the close but outside my front door before I could say anything he got down on one knee with a ring in a box and said will you marry me. I was completely shocked as I did not think of him that way ever.
I let him down gently and told him NO that appeared to work and he left. But to my horror he went completely mad at being rejected and left my stairwell in a rage. Later on the same night he was once again inside my stairwell this time however he was “ dripping blood” he had taken a knife and cut his neck declaring he was dying. I phoned the Police they in turn called an ambulance and he was taken to hospital.
Hours later he was back again throwing stones at my window I was on the 2nd floor so he broke my neighbours window instead.
Over the next few months he superglued razor blades to my door handle, vandalised the flats I lived in and he broke my intercom, he did numerous other things to which he was charged and pled guilty in court. His behaviour toward me became very aggressive and attention seeking until the day his fury exploded at me and left me permanently disabled because he hit my leg with a big metal bar and kicked me with steel toe cap boots leaving me permanently damaged by his actions.
What I did not know that I know now that this was the start of an ordeal that begun In 1985 and is still ongoing today 2021
On September 1st 1993 I was in hospital having surgery on my leg due to the injury he caused with the metal bar. I had asked that no one get into see me as my parents were on route home from a holiday in Melbourne with family. Later that day I looked over the ward to see him approaching my bed I was terrified but before I could alert anyone he lifted up his jumper to show me a gun after pulling the curtains round the bed. He said come with me or I will kill everyone here so I complied. He then told the taxi to wait as we went shopping him with a gun under his jumper me terrified but doing as he said.
We then went to my flat where he continued to terrify me with a gun. He phoned the Police and told them he had a gun and was holding me hostage I thought yes I will now be rescued but after an hour no one came nearly two hours later they came. They thought it was a hoax unbelievable. Only when they came to the door and he pointed the gun at them did things start to happen.
Armed Police surrounded the flats moving people away from their houses. He started to get very worked up and he then took off his clothes and said I’m going to rape you thankfully he quickly discovered that holding a gun in one hand while attempting to do something else entirely was to difficult so he stopped and got dressed. That was the worst thing that he could ever have attempted because I would have done anything to stop that from happening.
His behaviour got really frightening he said the walls were all talking to him telling him to do different things and telling him to kill me.
He lunged at me and I fell backwards hurting my shoulder which later needed surgery. He said he had done people before his words I’ve done people before. Not sure what he was talking about I was really scared.
He then put on a tape of Barbara Dickson Caravans it played on a loop for the whole 9 hours. He said there was messages in it for him.
He then started to. do thingswith himself in my house with his private part ( to rude to say)
The Police by this time had taken control of my phone so only they could control it they rung he took the call demanding a helicopter to fly him away with a million pounds and then he would let me go.
He also wanted to speak with his social worker and his psychiatrist and GP
By this time it was really late at night I was terrified he would shoot me.
I was told later that my mum and dad were met at the airport by police on their arrival home to be told he was holding me hostage. They had been away visiting family in Melbourne.
After 10 long hours and many phone calls he surrendered and let me go I bundled my cat in her box and walked out to be met by loads of police with guns.
I was swiftly removed and taken to my local police station before my dad collected me and my cat.
Eventually he was at court he got 9 months and was out in 6 when it all happened again but with a massive knife. He got 5 years fir holding me hostage with a knife.
From then until now I have lost my mum and stepdad to dementia and lost my family to fear have no friends lost my church to fear and ignorance. I now live in a house that is so secure with cameras everywhere and alarms on doors and windows.
I live a life of fear because I know on day he will come back and the next time he might kill me.
I will Post links below
https://www.actionagainststalking.org/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_emergency_telephone_numbers
https://www.scotland.police.uk/advice-and-information/stalking/
