Shane showed cameras installed in tissue boxes.
They were nearly impossible to detect, even when you were actively looking for them.
He showed cameras installed in tissue boxes.
Bernard Hermant
They were nearly impossible to detect, even when you were actively looking for them.
It scared the crap out of me.
The problem is, I rent my apartment.
But what if he snuck inside when Iwasnthome?
The thought freaked me out.
Then I swept the room with a blacklight, on the hunt for miniature cameras smaller than a thumbnail.
The time he asked me whether I enjoyedThe Circlefinale, even though Id never mentioned being a fan.
Or when he volunteered to come in and fix my sink before I even told him it was broken.
There were a million little moments where he knew too much.
Moments I overlooked, brushed right off.
He couldnt have known any of that information unless he was watching me.
Hehadto be watching me.
I was sure of it.
I continued searching for cameras, tearing the place apart in the process.
I ripped my shower curtain to shreds.
Disconnected my smoke detectors.
Smashed a clock open.
Disassembled outlets, almost electrocuting myself.
I was about to crack apart my television when my almost boyfriend texted me.
He got off from work early.
He wanted to see me.
I looked around the room, seeing the place with his eyes.
He would think I was crazy if he stopped over.
I thought it was chipped paint or a leftover screw, but the dark splotch was something else.
It turned out I was wrong about him watching me on secret cameras.
He was watching me from inside the next apartment.
