Stalked without even knowing it
When I was a wee lad (around 13) I lived in a small village in Devon. In a neighbouring village lived a girl names Misa. She was nice enough, if not a little wierd, but we kind of got on the few times we met. I think that we once my have had a snog but nothing more than that.

A few years later I learnt that she had become a little obsessed with me and had built a little shrine to me in her bedroom which included some photos of me and one of my socks. How the hell she got hold of one of my socks I have no idea as she certainly never came into my house (unless she secretly crept in one night of course).

She must have either been the most stealthy stalker in the world or just the laziest one as, until I heard about this shrine, I had no idea at all that she even liked me, let alone had some mentalist obsession.
(Tom Jones's Mojo Hasn't had any since, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 9:34, Reply)