Who Am I?

Dear My Stalker,

You started calling my about two years ago, told me my name, who I was, who I really was, who my family is an d where I lived, what I liked to do.

I asked my friend about you and he says he knows nothing.

I didn't really expect him too.

but I am calling to ask that maybe you could help me out. You see I do fear you in a way so sleeping at night is hard and going out of my home is even harder.

You even know my new location. Where I moved to live with my lover.

The police will not help me, they say having a stalker is not very important and since im not a big bad politician I wont ever be important.

Ridiculous.

But I have my own means of protection. I tried to get a body guard but I dont have that kind of money and I refuse to ask Carter,

He would throw a fit to know someone was stalking me, watching me as I fucked and lvoed him.

So I tell him nothing.

But I am getting weapons, or I was trying too. They say since I dont have probable because I am not eligible for a gun.

Or a knife.

Or anything else I could use to dismember you.

So I ask you give them evidence for me.

Why would you do this?

Because it makes our little game all the more fun if I have a way of protecting myself.

Yours in your mind,
H-MC

P.S. - Just put a few bullet holes through the window, works for me and scares my lover.
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Now can you guess which of my OOC'S wrote this little letter to their stalker?
Not Lance.