A student currently working towards her Masters in Forensic Psychology, on the east coast told me this is one of her favorite books, Gavin De Becker’s “The Gift of Fear”. In it he describes intuition as a collection of experiences that helps to guide us and keep us safe.
I received this email submission today, and I wanted to share it with all of you because it made me smile, and also because it was sooooo Morgan!
I met Morgan in 2008 when I was visiting Aspen with my college roommate, Bryan. I remember her because of how amazing she was. She was carrying around a little mouse and she told me that she was thinking about becoming an animal psychic. We walked around Aspen by ourselves for a bit. She was such a beautiful person. She beamed with a genuine love for life that I had never seen before. I can’t believe this happened. What a beautiful soul she was.
Just wanted to say thank you thank you thank you for posting this blog!!! It actually did save me and my family as of yesterday! We had a stalker and would only come around 3am, on and off. The thing that saved us was I noted everything and every little detail and right down to the second on the clock and 3 days ago read your blog. The trail cam was a GREAT idea. We are hunters, but didn’t have any, but thankfully, our neighbors are hunters too and had 3 of them. We put them up, and were able to identify the person and logged the many times she, yes, SHE came around. I heard something last night, called the police officer in the k9 unit, they tracked her and found her half a mile away in the sage brush. The pictures made it so she confessed and she was arrested. Had we not done that, I don’t know how much longer this could have gone on! Thank you so much for putting your story out there. Please find peace in your heart knowing Morgan’s story saved a family. I really wish I could tell the entire story and leave our names, but for obvious reasons, I cannot. Hugs to you and Steve for this story and your courage to put it out there.
In case you missed it in the comments, another woman being stalked was also empowered with a little help from this blog, and her own bravery to end her stalking. Morgan is smiling for us all – love you honey!
In the afternoon I take a break from work and go in the kitchen. So many afternoons like this Morgan and I would talk about anything. But it is quiet, I hear her in her room, singing to her pets. I went and knocked on her door, Morgan yells out, “Come in momacita!” and I do. Morgan is hard at work, hand sewing thick burgundy flannel sheets to fit over her really high windows. She tells me that what she already put over her upper windows was too thin, and this will block out all the light.
We talk – Morgan has given the stalker some thought, and she tells me she is worried the stalker can see into her room from up high. She doesn’t want even a silhouette of her to escape her room. I asked why she thought he could see through her top windows, they are really high up. Through her upper windows, with the drapes she had already put up, the most you could make out would be a shadow on the ceiling, if that. It was not like our rear windows where the stalker could stand up on the berm and see things inside the house.
Morgan lying outside,
smiling for another picture!
Morgan paused and looked at me. I think he could be on Rhonda’s roof next door. “Why? I asked, “Have you seen him?” Morgan shook her head, “No, if I had don’t you think I would have told you”. “Of course” I answered back. I walked behind Morgan and touched her shoulders, I didn’t want her to see how upset I was, and I didn’t think that it was possible for her stalker to be up on the next door neighbor’s roof. I told Morgan her shoulders were so tense they were like rocks, and I didn’t believe anyone was up on our neighbor’s roof. Sammy, our neighbor’s dog was always barking around the time our motion lights, outside Morgan’s room, would go off, he was very protective and alert, but it seemed a little crazy to think this stalker had gotten onto our neighbor’s roof.
Little did I know at the time she was right, and I was not – this stalker had been on our roof, and probably our neighbor’s roof as well. Nothing happened tonight – it was quiet.
Tessi is trying to get some sleep too !
Today September 9, 2012, as I write this, I remember yesterday’s blog and recalled that my entire night was upset because Tessi barked, once. What I should really have said was that my entire night was upended because my daughter had a stalker, AND THEN, our dog barked, once. On the day last year that Morgan was making her extra thick window coverings, she was fighting back, Morgan was courageous, but it was also taking its toll. I’m sure I’ve said it before, so I’m not going to even check before telling you that stalking takes such a big toll on your life. Every little thing you say, and do has to then be put through the stalker processor. You stalker becomes a consideration – in a quick trip to the store, the wattage of your lights, how cranked open the windows can be, how drawn completely closed is the new required position for all window coverings – and even if you have to make them yourself, thicker window coverings for your clearstory windows, which just might allow you to sleep a little more soundly.
A stalker, for reasons I may never understand, wants to invade your life, own it as much as possible, which is why they do all the things they do. As I write this blog I have heard, over and over, stories from other victims about how frightening it became as their stalking escalated:
In Morgan’s case investigators (not local law) are explaining to me that it is not a matter of if her stalker could have been in her room, it is more a question of how many times. Evidently a stalker will usually attempt to not tip off anyone the first time he enters your home. And really, if we were never able catch her stalker out in the yard over four months, why on earth did we believe that he could never be in the house!!! Please understand, I am not saying this to freak anyone out. My goal is for all of you to be safe, and to realize that bad things can happen. What we had been advised of, and actually thought was impossible, was not only completely possible, it was far worse, and was in fact, happening.
Click here to read about the 43rd day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=1148
I’ve attached a link to a video of a volunteer helping Steve with another little experiment that went like this. Our concerns about the possibility of someone on the roof were completely dismissed by the sheriffs. There was no ladder, no way for the stalker to get up, they thought. Now granted this was long after Morgan had been murdered, but Steve stopped by our old house. He pointed his trusty iPhone on the tree that was up against the back of our house, which had become our prime focus, because the motion light there would always go off there for unexplained reasons. Steve tells our volunteer no practice runs, just one try, if you get spooked for any reason stop, and I’ll get you down, and if you should make it up onto the roof stop there. End of experiment.
So to put an end to one question that keeps popping up – is it possible for someone to get up on our roof with no ladder, jet packs, or other aids – watch this video below, hosted on Vimeo. (it is possible within seconds – and it was quite an eye opener for us! 🙁
tree.climb from Morgan’s Stalking on Vimeo.