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Story 9:
My girlfriend said she was moving into the new apartment with me after we’d signed the paperwork and paid the lease. Turned out she’d been che:ating on me for months and was moving in with him instead.
I suppose I got the last laugh, as I still have her portion of the security deposit. © GenerallyHarmless / Reddit
Story 10:
My neighbor Eva was 38 and lived alone. I was her only friend, but she never spoke about her past. One day, she disappeared.
I never heard from her again. 3 years later, while watching TV, I saw her. I froze in sh0ck.
This woman turned out to be a successful writer promoting her new book.
She explained that she had been able to write it after fully immersing herself in the lifestyle of the “less fortunate,” spending two years living in an extremely poor neighborhood—experiencing a life completely different from the one she had known.
She had become more successful after her second book, which followed a character living an extravagant life. Wanting to explore the opposite perspective, she had chosen our neighborhood as the setting for her next novel.
To top it all off, her name wasn’t Eva—it was Emily. Now, I can’t help but wonder if any of her characters were inspired by me.
Still, I can’t shake the feeling of betrayal and deception.
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Story 12:
After two years at my job, my boss called me in and said I was getting a raise. He congratulated me, shook my hand, and told me to “check my next paycheck.”
Two months later, I realized my paycheck hadn’t changed.
I asked HR about it—they had no record of a raise.
When I confronted my boss, he just said, “Oh, it must have been a paperwork mistake, I’ll fix it.” Another month passed—still no change.
I checked with HR again.
Turns out, my boss never submitted anything. He just told me I got a raise to keep me happy.
I quit.
