Let me tell you, my neighbors Gary and Brenda are quite the pair. They’ve never been fans of my Halloween decorations, always finding something to complain about. But this year, they crossed the line.
You see, I take Halloween very seriously. It’s my favorite holiday, and I love going all out with spooky decorations in my yard. Cobwebs, ghosts, plastic spiders, and gravestones – you name it, I’ve got it. The neighborhood kids absolutely adore it.
Well, Gary and Brenda, two doors down, don’t share the same enthusiasm. They’ve always had something negative to say about my decorations, calling me “entitled” and thinking everyone is there to make their lives easier. Last year it was my “too bright” Christmas lights, and the year before they wanted me to move my garden because it “blocked their view.” They even complain about my dog barking!
But this year, when Halloween came and went, they took it upon themselves to dump their rotting Halloween leftovers on my lawn. I couldn’t believe it. The stench was unbearable, and it was clear they wanted me to clean up their mess.
Filled with anger, I confronted Gary about the situation. He had the audacity to act smug, telling me they thought I wouldn’t mind picking up their decorations since I love decorating so much. They even called my beloved decorations “spooky junk.” I was seething.
That night, an idea started brewing in my mind. If they wanted to share their Halloween mess, I would gladly return the favor.
The next evening, I gathered all their rotting pumpkins, dead cornstalks, and broken skeleton pieces, fighting back the urge to gag from the smell. I carefully arranged the putrid decorations all over their yard, creating a haunting sight that would send shivers down anyone’s spine. I even left them a note, signed with a big, loopy heart, letting them know it was my way of helping with their cleanup.
A few days later, I received a frantic phone call from Brenda. She was in a panic, claiming that they were losing their house because of me. Apparently, the HOA had fined them thousands of dollars for the state of their property, and it was all linked to the mess I had left on their lawn.
I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt, but then I remembered all the years of their entitled behavior and complaints. They had ignored warnings from the HOA about their neglected property even before Halloween, and the rat infestation was just the icing on the cake.
The HOA dismissed their accusations against me when they saw the video footage of Gary and Brenda dumping their decorations on my lawn. In the end, they were hit with fines and forced to sell their home, unable to pay off their debts.
As they drove away, exhausted and defeated, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. But I knew deep down that they got exactly what they deserved. And as for Halloween next year? Well, I think I’ll go even bigger.
