re: Next door neighbor horror stories

We moved into our current house almost 5 years ago. The lady that owned it before us lived here for 20+ years. One week after we moved in, the neighbor starts talking to my husband and tells him that one of our trees is a threat to his property and he may have to call the cops if we don't do something about it. Meanwhile, his house looks like it's abandoned. His wife is a shut-in and she lives in it full-time. He lives in his deceased father's house a few miles away, but he comes and stays with his wife a few days a week. He is also a raging alcoholic that looks like the the Loony Tunes version of Dr. Jekyl.



He's been arrested at least one for domestic violence and assaulting a cop. There was one time we got home from being out on the river and were backing the boat down the street and he's outside, barefoot with a bloody knee, with a grocery bag of clothes asking for a ride to his other house. His wife was pissed because it was 3pm, he was hammered and had been at a bar hitting on women. I told him to call a cab.

He also smokes and has heart problems, so I'd say there are emergency responders at his house every 8 - 12 weeks. We live at the end of a dead end street, so when they're here we're pretty much blocked in until they go. They always cart him off to the hospital and he's always back home the next day.

They've also cut ties with her adult kids from her previous marriage. Her kids will occaisonally call the cops to do a wellness check on her and sometimes they come to my door asking if I've seen her lately. She won't answer the door for anyone. She is incredibly nice, but weird AF. I think she'll leave with him occaisonally to go to the grocery store, but other than that she does not drive or go anywhere. It's a strange situation.

My neighbor just came home with a new family member of “the breed of peace”….

I wouldn't say horror level but we've had enough annoying neighbors that we now live in a neighborhood with minimum 1 acre lots and no HOA. Our lot is positioned so that we will never have anyone on either side of us and the people behind us are not only far enough away, we have a creek between us. We are never moving.

I have a neighbor that can't control her dogs for shite and I hate her for it. She's got one little fruffy dog that escape her yard and shits and pisses in mine about weekly and no amount of me asking her nicley to please keep it contained does shite. She's also got a massive dog that barks louder than any dog I've seen. She never walks it cause she's a lazy fatass so the thing is crazy pent up and territorial. It got to where if I so much as opened my patio door it would start losing it's mind. I got a bark box which worked for awhile then it acclimated cause it barked so much...eventually it took months of me yelling back at it through the fence and I guess asserting dominance for it to fricking chill and let me live. None of this has clued this idiot woman into who rude it is to not control her dogs for shite.

When we lived in the first house we bought, we had a couple of FLP neighbors who screamed and yelled at each other when they got tanked up (a daily occurrence). My wife and I would sit under the patio cover at home and laugh as we heard them through the fence. One night they were going at each other hard when I heard him yell "SHUT UP BITCH!" and I heard him slap her. Next thing I know, she's chasing him down the street waving a pistol yelling, "I'll shoot yo arse!". I had small kids at the time, so the next week we started looking for houses in a better neighborhood.

there was a house in Memphis owned by Prince Mongo...always felt bad for his neighbors.

I share an alley with a psychopath who screamed through a closed, blinded window he wishes I was dead.

Lots of thoughts of ways to destroy him ran through my mind, then I followed some advice from Proverbs and chose to deescalate the situation. He's still a psychopath but for now things have calmed down.

Rented a shotgun uptown when we were in school. The house next door was about 2 ft away. A very severely mentally disabled girl lived there and screamed like some kind of mortally wounded animal at all hours. It was sad, her mom was really sweet but good lord it was enough to give you nightmares. We didn’t stay there long.