I definitely consider him to be a stalker
It’s a story that’s not that uncommon, unfortunately. A young woman just having fun and getting educated at college is targeted by a forlorn man with a history of creeping out ladies on college campuses. Because anyone has access to college grounds, and there are plenty of young, pretty people walking around all the time, men who have a desire to access teens and young adults find tons of prey on college campuses.
One unfortunate University of Georgia student found out the hard way about the epidemic of college creepers when she received a disturbing letter from a man old enough to be her grandfather. Here the rest of her scary story next.
Celena is a normal college student in Georgia, enjoying her time making new friends, going to class, and learning how to be an independent person. She’s also learning how to avoid unwanted advances from strange men.
She received a email from a man that she barely knew, but he sure knew who she was, and he let her know just how much she affected him.
Will you go out with me?
Clark, who is reportedly around 70 years old, doesn’t waste any time stating what he wants. He continues his love confession by tell Celena all the times that they’ve met, and how some of them were obviously because she was trying to talk to him.
He writes, “Got your email from UGA Directory. You had no phone number listed. I sent you a friend request on Facebook to which you have not responded.
I hope you remember me and don’t consider me a stalker. Just a review – I first met you in fall of last year when you were making some copies in the Miller Learning Center; I followed you into the elevator. You were carrying two mini pizzas. Soon after that I was watching a Democratic Presidential debate in the Tate Center, and I spoke to you in a study room there. Then I would see you briefly in Bolton from time to time, where I still eat every day Monday – Friday while I work on my computer.”
Why, yes, it does get worse.
“A second time was close to the end of last year when you sat deliberately at a table almost in front of me, alone. I guessed that you were inviting me to approach you; but I couldn’t figure out why you didn’t just come to me yourself. I was sitting there at a computer table as usual. Finally you left. Again, sometimes I am just stupid and wary.
A third time was when we were both at the first televised debate between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump at the Tate Center Theater. Afterwards you let your friends go on and waited at the table outside so we could speak. I asked your first name, but not your last. You asked if I love the Dogs. Unfortunately, I go to very few games these days, but have in the past.
Finally about a month ago you were in line for a coffee at Jittery Joe’s in Miller Learning Center. I asked your full name and how to spell it and found that Facebook is a treasure trove of your pictures. When you’re not around, I can learn a lot from your pictures, I think. You seem to be a very happy person and very dedicated to your family. You also seen absolutely to love ZETA. You are also very photogenic. Have you ever modeled or acted in a play? If not, then I think that is definitely a possibility for you.”