I assured him countless times that he was my boyfriend and that he was the love of my life but it never worked. He was extremely jealous all the time to the point I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him that I needed to break up with him but he begged me not to. He promised me that he’ll do better and stop his childish behaviour. I agreed so I gave him one last chance. The next day, he brought me flowers, chocolate and a cute small teddy bear. I thought it was a nice gesture and that he was trying to mend things between us. I happily accepted the gifts and was ready to resume our relationship. But one night, he sent me a weird message that said: why do you keep that ugly doll in your bed? I looked around and it was my childhood doll, mom had given it to me on my 6th birthday and I kept it. I responded: how did you know I had a doll ? He replied: that’s because all girls have ones! I didn’t question at first, but the next day, I was getting ready for work and I was wearing a short blue dress. I was standing in front of the mirror checking myself when I got another message from him saying: you need to wear jeans and a t-shirt! Don’t go out to the streets like this! But then he immediately deleted it. I was shocked. How the hell was he spying on me? I searched the whole room like a crazy person to check if there were any hidden cameras. I looked behind the door, in my closet, next to the lamp, and under the bed. I found nothing. That’s when I noticed his teddy bear sitting on the table. I took it and opened it using a knife. I took all the wool stuffing inside and that’s when I found it. A little black camera and a wire! WHAT!!!!!! That’s why he has been acting so nice to me! He has been spying on me! I was agitated and furious! I didn’t need to break up with him. I just went straight to the police telling them the whole story. However, when I got out of the police station, a car came fast and hit me. For a few moments I couldn’t see or feel anything, I just heard a sound of a crash and then I passed out. I was in the hospital. I was hearing voices and seeing flashes of light but I wasn’t aware of what was really going on. All I knew was that I opened my eyes two days later and my friends and family were sitting beside my bed. I asked them what happened but nobody answered. They avoided looking into my eyes. Was there something wrong? They told me that it was James who hit me with his car but he in the accident. I was devastated. It was not my intention to kill him. I only wanted the police to make him stop. I didn’t get the chance to attend James’s funeral, but I knew that his whole family blamed me. Whenever I entered a place where people knew us both, everyone would look at me like I was some kind of a criminal, like I was the cause of James’ death. I had to put up with it until one day I got a strange text message that said “ you our most valuable member, now you will have to cooperate with us. Bring us the black case in his room. We will send you more info about where to meet us later” At first, I didn’t pay it any attention. I thought it was some kind of joke. I spent my day as usual. But the next day I got another text message that said, “ if you want to stay alive, then do as we say! We told you to get that black case from his room! Do it, you only have 24 hours” That’s when I felt like something serious was going on. Who the hell were these people? And why were they texting me? I thought of going to the police but then I decided not to. I was traumatized by what happened previously and didn’t need anymore trouble. They only wanted the black case then I’ll get it for them and be done with the whole thing. I went to James’s apartment. I had his key because I used to spend the nights there. I searched every inch of it like a crazy woman. But I found nothing. I sent a message to those people telling them that I didn’t find anything and left. On my way home, I was scared. I felt like someone was watching me, so I kept looking behind my back. I was relieved when I got into my apartment and locked the door. Silly I know, but it somehow made me feel safe. What is in that case that they wanted so bad!? I wondered! I went to get a glass of water when I saw that huge teddy bear looking back at me. That bear was also a gift from James. It was one of those huge heavy ones that you can sit in their lap. It was so huge that I couldn’t keep it in my room. I had to put it in the hall. Wait… could he!? I looked suspiciously at that bear and I had a weird looking at it. I took a and ripped that teddy bear apart. I took the wool stuffing out and there it was..before my eyes, the big black case! I opened the case as fast as I could. I needed to know what’s inside..
my bf is spying on me using a teddy bear
I assured him countless times that he was my boyfriend and that he was the love of my life but it never worked. He was extremely jealous all the time to the point I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him that I needed to break up with him but he begged me not to. He promised me that he’ll do better and stop his childish behaviour. I agreed so I gave him one last chance. The next day, he brought me flowers, chocolate and a cute small teddy bear. I thought it was a nice gesture and that he was trying to mend things between us. I happily accepted the gifts and was ready to resume our relationship. But one night, he sent me a weird message that said: why do you keep that ugly doll in your bed? I looked around and it was my childhood doll, mom had given it to me on my 6th birthday and I kept it. I responded: how did you know I had a doll ? He replied: that’s because all girls have ones! I didn’t question at first, but the next day, I was getting ready for work and I was wearing a short blue dress. I was standing in front of the mirror checking myself when I got another message from him saying: you need to wear jeans and a t-shirt! Don’t go out to the streets like this! But then he immediately deleted it. I was shocked. How the hell was he spying on me? I searched the whole room like a crazy person to check if there were any hidden cameras. I looked behind the door, in my closet, next to the lamp, and under the bed. I found nothing. That’s when I noticed his teddy bear sitting on the table. I took it and opened it using a knife. I took all the wool stuffing inside and that’s when I found it. A little black camera and a wire! WHAT!!!!!! That’s why he has been acting so nice to me! He has been spying on me! I was agitated and furious! I didn’t need to break up with him. I just went straight to the police telling them the whole story. However, when I got out of the police station, a car came fast and hit me. For a few moments I couldn’t see or feel anything, I just heard a sound of a crash and then I passed out. I was in the hospital. I was hearing voices and seeing flashes of light but I wasn’t aware of what was really going on. All I knew was that I opened my eyes two days later and my friends and family were sitting beside my bed. I asked them what happened but nobody answered. They avoided looking into my eyes. Was there something wrong? They told me that it was James who hit me with his car but he in the accident. I was devastated. It was not my intention to kill him. I only wanted the police to make him stop. I didn’t get the chance to attend James’s funeral, but I knew that his whole family blamed me. Whenever I entered a place where people knew us both, everyone would look at me like I was some kind of a criminal, like I was the cause of James’ death. I had to put up with it until one day I got a strange text message that said “ you our most valuable member, now you will have to cooperate with us. Bring us the black case in his room. We will send you more info about where to meet us later” At first, I didn’t pay it any attention. I thought it was some kind of joke. I spent my day as usual. But the next day I got another text message that said, “ if you want to stay alive, then do as we say! We told you to get that black case from his room! Do it, you only have 24 hours” That’s when I felt like something serious was going on. Who the hell were these people? And why were they texting me? I thought of going to the police but then I decided not to. I was traumatized by what happened previously and didn’t need anymore trouble. They only wanted the black case then I’ll get it for them and be done with the whole thing. I went to James’s apartment. I had his key because I used to spend the nights there. I searched every inch of it like a crazy woman. But I found nothing. I sent a message to those people telling them that I didn’t find anything and left. On my way home, I was scared. I felt like someone was watching me, so I kept looking behind my back. I was relieved when I got into my apartment and locked the door. Silly I know, but it somehow made me feel safe. What is in that case that they wanted so bad!? I wondered! I went to get a glass of water when I saw that huge teddy bear looking back at me. That bear was also a gift from James. It was one of those huge heavy ones that you can sit in their lap. It was so huge that I couldn’t keep it in my room. I had to put it in the hall. Wait… could he!? I looked suspiciously at that bear and I had a weird looking at it. I took a and ripped that teddy bear apart. I took the wool stuffing out and there it was..before my eyes, the big black case! I opened the case as fast as I could. I needed to know what’s inside..
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