So ive had this sort of ongoing mystery since i was about seven- its almost like i have a stalker
When i was 7, i found a shoebox with the coolest pair of brand new sneakers, somehow just my size just chillin on the side of my field, wierd but i was pumped for the new pair of sneakers.. Years later, i found this plastic bag on my front porch filled to the brim with dental floss?!? Ok, that's f***ed up, there is absolutely no logical reason on this planet why a random person would put a bag with over 100 containers of dental floss on someones porch. Seriously. Anywho, this past fall i was riding my horse at my neighbors riding ring (no one uses the ring except my mum,sis and i) and there was this awesome sweatshirt, like the sneakers, just chillin next to the gate like someone left it there for me.. Probably a week later I found a plastic bag with another sweatshirt in it on my front porch, it said 'dickies girl' on it which is wicked strange because everyone calls my father dickie.. And now for the final straw, my mum kept asking me if i ordered myself rolling stone magazine in the mail, i didnt (ive wanted to, but i didnt), my sister didnt, my dad didnt, so who did? and whoever did it knew my real name was kathryn and they spelt it right?? ok, my dad can't even spell my name right, who is this stranger?? I checked the subscription they ordered it in november and i have it til october (sweet! but still..) Somehow they know my name, obviously my address and my email and how did they even know that i wanted rolling stone magazine in the first place 
This is so crazy, even if all of these events arent correlated, its still insanity. I would love to know who this creeper(/s) is. If i ever catch them, im going to thank them for the sneakers/sweatshirts/dental floss (still cant get over that one), and my new fav, the magazines.. then im going to beat the living crap out of them
@Kat2323x