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TIFU by giving away my final uni project to a classmate who then tried to drive me insane

I graduated from university a year ago. There was this one strange girl studying with me. She never talked to anyone and never had conflicts, but sometimes people wanted to bully her. My friends and me always stood up her because I was taught never to offend the weak. I even tried to talk to her once, but it led to nothing, so i just forgot about it. She always got the best grades and explained everything like an encyclopedia. I don't know if her parents forced her, but she memorized everything to an abnormal state.

A strange situation happend before graduation. We were given a very important project to do, it took about two weeks, and it was large-scale. I was never a good student, I was average, but I did this work very well. Whhen we came to submit the projects, I saw this girl crying on the steps. She was sobbing very hard. I asked what happend, and she said she didn't do this work, she didn't finish it in time. She said she had some problems. I still don't know what they were, but I didn't dig into it.

I couldn't think of anything better than giving her my work. She quickly changed the name, and I talked to the professor and said I would submit mine a bit later. I submitted the work, but the most interesting part came next. Mila began ruin my life every way.

First, she hacked my Instagram, I found out through hackers, they traced which phone did it. When I messaged her asking why she was doing this, she said, I decided it would be more fun way to start a friedship had to do with it at all we are very different people. I was glad she passend everything, but I wanted to end it there.

Then she started sending strange boxes with gifts to my door, there were some very scary dolls, everything was like a horror movie. The craziest thing she did was the last time, she come to my house at 4 AM and started knockingon the door and windows. I went out to ask what she was doing, she woke up my parents and I couldn't even explain who she was. For three weeks she did such mean things and strange objects. After that, I called the police.

Later they told me she was diagnosed with antisocial disorder and schizophrenia. Now she is in forced treatment. That's it.

I understand that she might have a difficult life and she just lost her mind. I don't blame her for that but I didn't want to lose my mind too so I had to call the police.

TL;DR: I almost when crazy because of my former classmate. She ended up in a mental hospital.

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