The stalker is in prison, for now.My stalker was at the front door holding a gun.
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I rang the emergency services. But soon the stalker was crashing into the back door as we barricaded ourselves in the bedroom and after a few minutes we could hear him inside the house. He was going from room to room looking for us and he had a bladed hammer to smash the door down.
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I climbed out of the window. It's amazing how far you can jump when you have to.
Once I was down I ran out to the road expecting it to be like an American cop drama with a horseshoe of police cars ready to protect me. It wasn't.
The police were hanging back at the end of the road while they waited for armed officers to arrive.
So I ran to the house opposite and a stranger leaving for work led me inside to safety. ...
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