Crazy Neighbors

Who here has "questionable" neighbors? To be honest, there's no questioning mine.

I first met my neighbor when I mowed the front lawn. She came right over to me and said, "you know you bought the most haunted house in the city." It didn't help that I was wearing my wife's Ouija board t-shirt( Mrs. Moonlight is a horror buff). No introductions, no "hi there, I'm so and so..nice to meet you". Then she proceeded to tell me about the different ghosts she has seen from her window roaming around in this house and to be careful.

One of the ghosts supposedly was an old farmer that she has seen many times walking around the hallway and a bedroom. She said the house was remodeled in the 80's and the upper story was raised two feet higher to make the entire downstairs livable. After that, the ghost was seen walking in the same room and hall, but that his torso was in the original spot making him shorter as you couldn't see his feet and lower legs any more.

The other ghost is a little girl, but she didn't elaborate on her.

Yes, the house was raised in that decade. I had my sister, who has extrasensory perception, stay here to see if she could feel anything to no avail. I followed up with my neighbor on this and she told me that the house had an exorcism before we moved in. Her story started to fall apart after that. It also doesn't do her credit that her son, I suspect, has a meth lab in the back yard.

Her sister is nuts as well. One day she walked into the street in front of our house( a busy street), took her top off and laid down blocking traffic. She was high as a kite. The two sisters, a gummer brother and the son operate a fire wood stand supposedly for a near by park. LOL, the trees on their property are all limbed 30ft up. However, I don't think BMW's and Escalades stopping to "get wood" at midnight is what is going on. The cops know, but don't do anything. They sell meth that way, I'm convinced.

One night several years ago, a pickup truck plowed through my mail box and hit the power pole in my yard. It obliterated the pole in two and the guy had to have the jaws of life to get him out. I thought he was dead. The city worked on it all night and got it back to normal in about 6 hours. The guys stuff from his pickup was strewn all over my yard. I didn't sleep at all that night, and as soon as the city workers left, sure enough my crazy neighbor gummer and the son came over sneaking around my yard looking for stuff to steal from the guys stuff. I shooed them away and shamed them for the attempt. When it got light, I cleaned up the mess and bagged his stuff, figuring someone would contact me from his family. Recovering a lot of .38 ammo but no gun. His father picked up the bag. I told them I didn't find a gun but suspected my crazy neighbors. He didn't look too pleased and said his son is in a coma and not looking good. Never found out if he died.

The one weird thing about that incident was I had planned and had ready a new mailbox post I made in my shop that day to replace the old one the next morning. The truck did the dirty work for me. The odds of that happening has to be pretty high.

We've seen the topless sister doing the crazy dance several times while walking, even several blocks away. Then one day, I was driving home from work and saw my neighbors truck stopped in the middle of the road. I got out to help and found it was the son's girlfriend in the cab messing with a needle etc... Jesus, drug addicts! She got instantly paranoid and took off.


Anyone got crazies next to them, or are you the crazy neighbor others talk about?