I live in a basement apartment, for those who didn't know. The child above me always comes down. She used to do it mostly when me & the room mates had the lights off, and try to sneak into our rooms "while we weren't home" and play with our stuff.
There was a period where she left us alone for a few months. But lately it's been REALLY bad.
A while ago, I didn't even hear her come in, & I had just gotten my tonsils removed. I was walking to the bathroom, probably to vomit, and she was standing there looking at me, caught like a deer in headlights, and then said "me and mom are going to the park! byeee!" all happy-like.
Another time me and my boyfriend were fooling around, and I heard her and her little sister whispering at the entrance, so I bolted to the otherside of the apartment to shoo them out.

Now.. I was just CHANGING INTO MY PJS and she walks in.
I have no idea how to get it into her skull that she is not welcome down here, especially unannounced. I've tried speaking to my landlord about it, but she just says "Just tell her to go away, she always listens to you".

I'm just so pissed. I hate when I get my privacy violated.
I HATE IT SO MUCH.
Should I hang a dead bunny from the ceiling near the entrance? Think that'll work?

*Bitching about it has made me feel a little less pissed. So I guess I got what I wanted...

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how old is she? you should explain how it's important to knock and be invited in before you go into someone's house and tell her that you will visit with her when you have the time for company.

is poisoning an option?

I had a similar problem with a 92 year old wanker who lived above me when I lived in Virginia. He was CONVINCED I was doing drugs or something in my apartment. There were several times he would accidentally on purpose walk into my apartment. Luckily these times I was fully dressed. The worst time was when the movers came to ship all of my stuff out the day before I left. I'm in my bedroom helping the movers, and there he is, walking through my apartment and going through my shit. I asked him politely to leave (I did make complaints to the apartment owners previously, to no avail). The woman who was part of the moving company was ace, though. She yelled at him to "get the fuck out" and threatened to call the cops, etc.

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I'm pretty sure she's 5. When I saw her I got all flustered and managed to blurt out "THAT'S SO RUDE!" but still...
Rational speaking might not work. She's one of those children who always ask "Why? But why? But why?"
I have a month left in this apartment & then I'm moving, but if it happens again, I will have to tell her. And if she mentions it the next time I see her, I will have to tell her. Cuz now she's seen me...all...awkward and nude.

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I'm just a bit confused--can't you just lock the doors?

The door she's entering in is a fire exit. For her family, and for me. So we're not allowed to lock it. None of the doors in my apartment have locks either other than the main entrance.

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in that case a polite conversation with mom is the way to go. and if that fails you have carte blanche to be a bitch. imo.

put a scary clown by the entrance so that its teh first thing she sees

Agreed.

However, I am curious about the not-locking door. What would prevent, oh say, the balcony rapist or Paul Bernardo (jail, yes, I know - but someone like him) to come it?

Well if he broke into her house, then yes I would too be at victim. I keep my door to the outside world locked, and she keeps hers locked as well. But the stairwell connecting our floors are free for both of us to roam. When I was young, I was afraid of the basement. She comes down DAILY on her own.
I should spook her

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I get it. I agree with sweetheart. Talk to the mom. Some kids just never seem to hear/learn the word no. If push comes to shove, put an electric fence up - something with a low current.

Oh, how this made me laugh. <3

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yeah i would speak to her parents about it and if it still continues to happen i would yell at her. i've had similar experiences (nothing that drastic) and i finally just had to say that they weren't welcome. that reminds me, has anyone seen that episod eof king of the hill where the little kid always follows hank and bugs the shit out of him and ruins his lawn? so hank takes the kid's bike away and almost gets arrested hah! so dont steal anything from her

Thanks for the advice. I plan on seeing her tomorrow. I hope she doesn't say the same thing again, and if so...I guess I only have one privacy-lacking month left here.

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Shit. I couldn't live in a place like that. I need privacy like I need air.

I agree with everyone else, you need to speak to her mum. Kids like that only listen to their parents.

Ahhh kids are gross.. I guess you could like hang up disturbing pictures near the door she is coming in and like maybe she will say something ot her mum about it and her mum will threaten her and make sure she isnt allowed to go back there. How fucking rude of this little girl though.

that's creepy. i would have talked to her parents by now. and locked the fire escape door that i'm not supposed to

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oh my lord thats horrible. i would just go ape shit. what a rude child.

a while ago, I'd frequently get visits from gangs of small children who wanted to pet my dogs and play golf in my garden (???). I felt really sorry for them because their parents obviously didn't care that they were out wandering on their own (their houses are about a 15 minute walk from here) and they didn't have big gardens of their own as they live on council estates, but there came a time where they had to be told to fuck off. They'd just let themselves into my garden and refuse to go, so I got my mum to tell them off. Shes really scary, whereas I'm not.