This neighborhood is situated in the country.  It has one major road that is an enclosed circle…there is only one way in and one way out, so it is not a thruway.

When my sis first moved here, it was everything you think of with the country– quiet, peaceful, full of nature.  That was about 15 years ago.

In the last five years, 8 houses have been put up for sale and new occupants came in.  And before anyone makes this a race thing — the new folks are all white.

From what I can tell, they’ve come from the South.  Interestingly, MANY newcomers have come to Indiana from the South since 9/11/01.  And they have brought their confederate flags with them.  You rarely, if ever, saw a confederate flag here before then.  Now they are everywhere.

The first one moved in about five years ago and began playing LOUD music so that you  could hear it with the windows shut and earplugs in.  He also brought a dog that has bitten our dog, and two other dogs that I know of.  He still has the dog and it still roams free.

Others have followed suit — complete with four wheelers that they run up and down the road in front of our house…they come and go all hours of the day and night.  I mean, they leave their homes 4 or 5 times per day, and then I have been awakened by them coming home at 12:30 a.m. or leaving at 1 a.m.

They have come towards our house on the main road that runs perpendicular to the house, sat in their vehicles with the headlights pointed towards my room.  They have done this mainly at night so it was hard to get a vehicle identification.

But this morning changed that…

One of the ones that goes all day and night came in the road that runs in front of our house, backs out, and then sits on the main road with headlights towards my prison cell….er I mean, my room.  He/she sits there for a few minutes, and then turns into the road in front of our house.  Fortunately, I was awake and took a video of it so now I have the gangstalker on camera.

Unfortunately, they live waaay to close for comfort.  And they get more and more bold as time goes on.  One was actually in front of our house early one morning, hiding in the fir trees that line the road.  He has red hair and a red beard. Skinny.  Was wearing shorts in cold weather!  I told my BIL about it, and he questioned the guy, who tried to make the claim that he was at some party last night and was dropped off in this neighborhood!  If you believe that, I have some oceanfront property in Indiana I want to sell you!

I don’t know where this will all end, but I wanted to put this out there so there is some record of what is happening to me.