He tries to rape me. He puts air from up under people's noses under mine to breath it that I cannot stand. He wants to make me never live what my life is like. He screams at me all day, what the hell is my reality, not me. He won't get rid of his ass. He is the boogie man. He is here every night and every morning. they pull on my skull. they girate their pussies so they make it look like I don't care and they're pulling my skull and it's harassing. they want me to have compassion for this because people want to kill them they want me to care about how people just hate them, for nothing they' have done, so they think. there was one jane doe and they wont' stop trying to look this way. I am tired of this for twenty years they have chased me down. He finally looks back he struck hie hit me in the heasd. The vooddoo ladies from Nigeria have been trying to keep them from being what they are. they know they are doing int all day so they don't try to take their identity. they will never care.. he keeps trying to represent them that way, but he's the one with expertise of not caring about anyone's ass. He' says the dumb are never wanting what they cannot deal with, he;won't to say that shit. The sweet woman's name is Jane Sweet. The mean man's name is: Noldo Marin and his mother Ethel Marin. His terrorized daughter that he keeps hiding behind's name is Sarah Bumpkis. The boogie man's name is: Bill Monett. He wants me to get out of here and live with being their sex slave. He won't let me sleep at night. We had to put a candybar out at night to tempt the boogie man into the house, then I shot him. The boogie man was dead with one gunshot to the heart. He laid there gone from our existence. The boogie man was dresses up like Santa Clause.