My neighbour stalked me for years

This happened about 10 years ago and im not sure if im looking back on it with rose coloured glasses but my ex neighbour used to stalk me for years and it was actually kinda funny. Back then, stalkers werent a major concern, and i was a teenager so anything wierd that happened to me was super cool. <br><br>So our street was full of a bunch of old people and most of them werent very nice, especially to us young uns. And for some reason this guy obsessed with me. I dont even remember his name, lets just call him Bob. I was 13 at the time and Bob was probably in his 50s. He was balding, with a fat head and beer belly and pretty much your average middle aged man, except he was obsessed with me. <br><br>At first, it started with “accidental” run ins. We would go for a bike ride and he would be standing in front of his house looking at the flowers and would say “oh, you know im a keen gardener! Why dont you come check it out?”. I would politely decline and then hed call my parents at night to tell them how rude their daughter is. <br><br>It got to the point where he would knock on our door at night, asking to borrow sugar or milk or whatever. My parents would be like “oh bob, why are you so concerned about our daughters opinons on you?”. He would always have an excuse perfect excuse like a cake for his wife (which later turned out to be fake). The funniest part was that instead of being scared, my parents just thought it was a funny and wierd situation. They would always tell bob how rude his behaviour was and laugh when he left. <br><br>One time, i was taking a bath and my brother walked into the house, and shouted at me “theres a wierd naked man looking at you through the window”. I looked up and bob was pressed up against the window, looking at me and waving. I screamed for my parents and they called the police. They showed up and told bob to stop it, but nothing happened. We tried everything, putting in cameras, getting a restraining order, etc but he would always find a way. <br><br>Eventually me and my family just laughed about it. Whenever we saw him, wed shout “oh theres bob again!”. My parents would look out the window and laugh because he was probably looking back. One time, i even answered the door naked, which really pissed him off. I know this is just wierd and not funny to most people, but it really happened and im glad my family and i took it in our stride. <br><br>He eventually moved out and me and my family moved out too. Before we left, i saw him in his front yard, looking at me, waving and smiling. I smiled and waved back and said “see you soon bob”. He looked really happy and i hope he got the help he needed.