Wasn't a super stalker in the traditional sense. But he was a guy who harbored a crush on me for years. Like through middle and high school. Anyway, I moved away for college but I guess he didn't, because one day during my freshman year he walked up to my mother at her job and asked about me. My mom was confused but answered him, just figuring he was one of my friends she'd forgotten. Before he left though he gave her a rolled up painting he'd done of me. There was a poem on the back too. He asked that she give it to me next time I came home.

It's also worth mentioning he'd never met my mom before. Even now neither one of us know how he knew who she was or where she worked. Haven't heard anything from or about him since that day.