Switch Editions? Copy Share URL. Channel: Samantha Verant. X Are you the publisher? Claim or contact us about this channel. Remove ADS. Viewing all articles. Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page Last Page. Browse latest View live. Happy Holidays from southwestern France! Comments are disabled! It's time to celebrate with your family both human and animal!! See you in the New Year! Note the new tiles! The Frog was tired of food splattered walls This week January is the Tell Me When blog hop, which focuses on the issue of stalking.
It was inspired by Stina Lindenblatt's upcoming new adult release by the same name. Have you ever been a victim of stalking or know someone who has been? How vigilant are you in protecting yourself and your family? Have you even given stalking much thought? These are the questions Stina Lindenblatt asked a few of her blogger and writer friends. In fact, if Stina hadn't asked her questions I wouldn't have realized that I, indeed, had been a victim of stalking.
This is my story. Six years ago, I was living in Chicago in an up and coming neighborhood called Ukranian Village, just south of the more developed Wicker Park. Like most dog owners have to, I had to take my dog, Ike, on a last outing every night. I felt safe in my neighborhood. And safe with a one-hundred-pound Labrador retriever-- even though his bark was way worse than his bite.
Ike wouldn't a hurt a fly. One night, on my usual route, a man walked up to me. I didn't want to be judge the man on first appearances, but he had me on edge.
He was big and tough and covered in tattoos. One tattoo wrapped around his neck up to his face. What's his name? I thought he seemed harmless enough. Until I saw him the next night. And the next night. And the night after. It was as if he knew my schedule and was waiting for me. The man's questions turned from neighborly to weird, more personal. Do you have a boyfriend? It just got worse from there. I didn't respond, especially after he said, "I could.
