Domestic Fiction short story.

We moved to Milwaukee in October 2010. We found a perfect apartment for $450.00 With utilities included and free cable!

We thought we were blessed. We thought we had it all! But little did we know about our neighbors next door and their demonic, tedious, horrific and downright nasty ways and ignorant things that they did to myself and my husband.

If you can picture people in the ghetto who throw things at you, dump garbage in your back yard and try to physically harm you any time they felt like it and talking trash to us and about us, you’ll have our neighbors next door.  I mean they had IQs about seventy at most.

Every day on my way to work, I would find trash all over our back yard lawn. I would go inside and tell my husband and our Landlord about it.

“How much longer is this going to go on?” I asked as I threw my tiny well manicured hands up in the air. “What honey?” Ask my husky husband, sounding concerned.” “The next door neighbors are dumping their trash in our back yard.”
“Again?”  Our Land lord said over his healthy breakfast. “I’m calling the cops.” I said as I went towards the phone. I was angry, frustrated and completeley insulted that our next door neighbors would treat us with utter disrespect.

The cops came, but I couldn’t be late for work. So I missed out on what happened when they came.  I felt good about what I did all day long hoping that our lovely neighbors would get arrested and get evicted by their landlord. Well, it turned out to be a fat chance for that.

As I got off the bus after work and walked home, exausted, stressed out and badly in need for a foot soak in warm water, I went past our neighbors house. All of them were sitting outside talking. They took notice right away and a fat lady remarked, ” F You you B! You called the cops on us!” I just kept walking and that’s when an empty beer can was thrown across my back. They all started laughing. “F YOU F YOU F YOU B!” That fat beefy woman screamed at me.
I simply went in the house without saying a word. Out of severe exaustion and shocked that the ignorant slobs next door would have the NERVE to treat me the way they did, I lied on the couch and fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.

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  • Alyssa M. on Jun 29, 2011

    great article posted here!

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