I am being stalked and harrassed by a police informant

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  • This Event Happened in It began in Portland OR in 1993 and has continued to follow me through 3 states and 5 years
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  • In 1993, I was a single mother living in Portland, OR, working and trying to buy the small house I was living in. The police began harrassing me; following me, looking into my windows at night, etc and my house was broken into repeatedly. Initially, I was terrified, but figured that after they watched me for a bit and saw that I was doing nothing wrong, they would leave me alone. How very wrong I was. So, still naiive and believing in justice, I called internal affairs and reported the incident. This made it worse. When I reported the names of the officers involved, the harrassement increased and they began using undercover officers. I finally got a very big dog which made them even madder but kept them out of my house and out of my yard at night. My house was placed on a list as being a drug house. The only items taken during the break ins were notes about the harrassement and personal journals, etc. I was visited at work, by an obvious undercover cop who began asking me pointed questions and offering me hash. He then asked me what I thought of the police, and when I realized that he had a taperecorder under his jacket, I gave him an earful. My life was hell from that point on. In June of '93 I had a fling with a woman, initials MVC, and could not get rid of her. She inserted herself into my life and was very jealous of my relationship with my daughter; she was also growing marijuana, which I wanted no part of. When I refused to see her, she drove past my house constantly, called, and would often look into the windows when I had guests. She was then recruited by the police because she could get past my dog. Also, my beautiful garden and flowers were all sprayed with round-up and killed. I knew she was doing this but felt that since the police were watching me, it would bring more trouble by reporting it. MVC had also engaged in this type of behaviour with a woman that had recently left her; ie, violence, stalking, harrassement. She often referred to her as a whore. I began getting violently and inexplicably ill from an exposure to some sort of chemicals.[I was diagnosed in'96 by a DR at OHSU as having a rare disease resulting from trauma and a high exposure to chemicals] The break ins resumed, my dog was maced and beaten several times, and all her puppies died in front of my daughter and I. My neighbors were contacted by the police and told lies a bout me. A listening device was installed in a neighbor's house and I began getting sicker. The neighbor with the listening device in her home got my house when I became to ill to keep it. I had to move to my mother's house because I was so violently ill. All her neighbor's and all the area businesses were visited with the same stories/lies about me. My daughter was harrassed at school.Every place I called to or from, or mentioned on the phone was also visited by the police with the same lies, the principal of a call trap has since been explained to me. There is much more than this but for the sake of time and space, and my own sanity, I am attempting to be brief. I was still being followed constantly, if not by the police, by the informant. She has bragged to a mutual acquaintance that part of the deal is that she is able to keep her crop while doing this. When I finally found a DR that could help me, he diagnosed that every major organ in my body had ceased to function. He said it was from the EMF's used to listen in to my home - I had never told him about that, but it turned out that he was a friend of the neighbor that allowed the police to install the listening device. One night in August '95 I woke up choking and saw MVC standing at my open window spraying some thing in! Origin of toxins mystery solved! The worst part of all of this is the insanity of it all! I never committed any crime, and it seemed that no one would help me. Had I not been through this myself, I certainly would never believe it. I am sure that the only reason I did not die, aside from divine intervention, was because I am so very stubborn, and I promised my daughter that I would never leave her . I left Portland for Seattle in August '96. MVC showed up there, so I left again for Bellingham in September, telling no one where I was going. The garden of my new home was sprayed with round up and I was mysteriously poisoned again. When I reported her as stalking me, the Portland police covered for her and three days later I was poisoned and ended up in the emergency room. I got another dog. She made her way around town telling the same lies about me, a neighbor was kind enough to tell me she had been there, just so I would not lose my mind to paranoia. I left there and returned to Seattle, and then went to Port Townsend. Same thing. Back to Seattle; Same madness. How can they justify what they have done? I left Seattle for this small town outside Palm Springs CA at Christmastime, and sure as hell, she has been here. Stories of this nature travel quickly in a small town. I have never told anyone about what I have been through, which in unbelievable HELL!!!!, but obviously trying to get away from it just feeds into their sense of game. I am beyond worrying that someone will think that I am crazy, I just want it to stop. I will be interested in email from anyone who has a similiar experience or a helpful suggestion.


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