Friday, 8 July 2016

Story Time: Neighbours from hell

So this is my first ever story time. I don't usually share too much of my private life but this I just felt like I had to share. So I still live with my parents due to going to university and it saves me money from renting a place of my own but this house has been the death of us. We have lived here for about 7-8 years now and we have gone through a lot of neighbours. The first neighbours we had were okay and we got along with them but after hey moved out things just went down hill. To begin with we had a huge family live next door with wild kids. By wild I mean they were actually wild, they used to throw crap from their garden to ours or to our other neighbours house and we just used to argue a lot but the worst is yet to come.

Autumn last year, I'm not sure of the exact date but I do know that it was a Friday, the whole week they have been drinking and partying to the point where my dad had to bang on their windows and doors because someone decided it was a good idea to run themselves a bath and fall sleep in it, but back to the actual story. So Friday arrived so me and my partner had a house party that we were invited to but me and my parents already heard the neighbours partying, sore them drinking and arguing. Knowing the fact that this was only about 1 in the afternoon.

Skipping a bit into the day they carried on and this time we decided not to get involved because to be fair we got sick of splitting up fights and arguments so we just ignored it.

At around 7pm me and my partner call a cab and leave for my friends house party and as we left we sore two people arguing and this is where I told them to sop and get back into their own house because we was sick of hearing it. 

Arriving at the party everyone is having a great time and suddenly my phone rings, it was my mom. She never rings me when I'm out with friends so I knew this was serious and after I picked up the phone she told me how things were getting out of control and that the neighbours are outside getting aggressive with each other and arguing. She told me that she couldnt understand a word they were saying and that's when I told her to ring the police if they dont stop. About an hour later i start receiving texts both from my mom and my sister telling me about a whole load of police cars arriving at the house that the arguments were going on and then my sister sends pictures. 

At this point we didn't have a clue of what was going on and my parents received a visit from the police that same night to question on what happened. 

So it turns out that there has been a blood bath in the house itself. There was four people in the house from my knowledge and from what I was told and it turns out that the woman who was there was taken into protective custody because one of the guys who was there was threatening to kill her, then here was also another two "men" which one of them died from stab wounds and the other was hospitalised and then deported. This was all told to me by the house owner about a week after the incident. 

The morning after the whole fight I arrive home at about 12-1pm and as me and my partner get out of the car we see at least 10 police officers around the house with some of them in the garage. The house was covered in blue film/plastic. It was a pretty scary sight. 

Ever since then the neighbours keep on changing and we never seem to have normal neighbours. Now I end up arguing with my current neighbours at least once a day. 

But to sum it up you never know who lives next door and remember that the world is just a mad house, or at least that's how I see it now. 

I know this is a long story but I hope you have enjoyed it. My social media will be at the bottom of the page. Thank you so much for joining me and I will see you soon! Bye

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