My creepy neighbour’s telescope is pointed directly at my bedroom.

Stare of the Telescope

My creepy neighbor pointed his telescope directly at my bedroom and the police refused to take it seriously so I took matters into my own hands.

A few months ago a man moved in across the street from me and on his very first day I noticed he had set up a telescope outside his window and aimed it directly at my bedroom. My first encounter with him came a few days later. He knocked on my door to introduce himself.

One of the first things he told me was I was worth going to jail for. My blood ran cold and the entire interaction was unpleasant. I closed the door on him but he persisted until I opened it again warning him not to come inside. He stared at me blankly then walked away with a smile and without a word.

I went back inside immediately after and ran up to my bedroom and was not at all surprised to see that his telescope was still pointed at my bedroom. I remember taking a super long shower to hopefully clear my mind but I could not settle it. Every sound I heard reminded me of him and so.

The next day I went to the police. I thought surely they would listen to me and explain the situation and how concerned I was. Unfortunately I was reminded that as a woman sometimes you are not taken seriously even in situations like these. The officers listened but seemed uninterested in what I had to say.

One asked me if I was sure that I wasn’t imagining things. The other said it’s not illegal to own a telescope and to come back when I have actual proof. Apparently him coming over and making such a remark was not enough either. That was clearly just a distasteful joke in the eyes of the officers.

I remember coming home defeated. A few days later, just as I thought it would, things got worse. One evening as I was getting ready for bed I noticed something through the window. His shadowy figure was hunched over the telescope as usual.

But his movements were different, more frantic. I realized that he was rubbing one out while watching me. Again when he noticed that I was looking at him.

He didn’t stop. He started moving his hand faster as if me watching him was exactly what he wanted. Just before I could leave the window the movement stopped and he took his hand out. I saw something drip from his hand and felt sick to my stomach. I actually went into the bathroom and got sick.

I stayed awake all night that night realizing that this truly was a nightmare and that this man was a psychopath who would terrorize me to no end if someone didn’t stop him. I stayed awake until the stations opened and as soon as they did I went back to the police. I told them what I had seen.

I explained that my eye bags were because I had not slept because of what I had seen. I desperately hoped they would understand the severity of the situation. I said that I was scared that he’d eventually find his way into my home somehow. I even told them about my ex and how he was a stalker.

I went into detail about how after our relationship he kept visiting me at my job. He kept running into me leaving notes for. Me at my door. I said this all in an attempt to get them to understand.

However once again I was reminded what it’s like to be a woman. They told me that if I was so worried about him then I needed to move or get better curtains. Another officer said that they needed concrete evidence and my word just wasn’t enough.

It was clear that I wouldn’t get any help from them unless it was too late. I knew I had to do something myself if I wanted this stranger to leave me alone. Weeks passed and the stranger from the window tried to get closer and closer to me.

I knew the second the gifts started appearing on my doorstep that this had gone too far. They were small things at first: flowers, chocolates, a book I had once mentioned in a conversation at the local cafe when I was grabbing coffee with my best friend.

Then he started coming over and presenting these gifts to me in person. He would ask to hang out often but I always told him I was busy.

Things were getting extremely out of hand and one evening he.