When Bethany moved into her dream home, she envisioned peaceful days by the lake with her two sons. However, her next-door neighbors turned their idyllic new life into a battleground. Just when she thought her happy days were over, an unexpected twist of fate taught her neighbors an unforgettable lesson.
Hi! I’m Bethany, a single mom of two boys, Austin (10) and Sheldon (12), and we just moved into our dream home a few months ago.
I was so excited to provide my kids with a peaceful, nature-filled life in this new neighborhood. Little did I know, our next-door neighbors would turn our little slice of heaven into a living hell.
When we first saw this house, the kids were over the moon. The backyard had a beautiful little lake that we would get to share access to with our neighbors.
“Sorry ma’am, we’ve been hired to fill in this section of the lake. Not our call.”
I whirled around to see Oswald standing there.
“You!” I shouted. “How dare you do this? That’s our property, you can’t just destroy it!”
“That’s your property but the lake belongs to me,” he smiled. “I’m just getting rid of it because it’s been nothing but a nuisance, lowering my property value.”
I was seething. “You’re insane! This is illegal, you can’t just bulldoze our land.”
“Good luck proving that. I’ve got the proper permits, all above board.”
I knew he was lying, and I wanted to teach him a lesson he wouldn’t forget.
But before I could do anything, karma took its toll. As the excavator continued to bury the lake, suddenly the water level rapidly began rising on Oswald’s side.
His entire backyard was flooded within minutes, and then the water began entering his house.
“What the—?!” he shouted as he rushed inside.
“Oswald, do something! Stop this! The water’s going to ruin everything,” Patricia yelled.
I could see the workers looking at each other in panic. That’s when I understood it was their fault because they didn’t consider the water displacement. And I guess Oswald also realized it.
“You idiots!” he yelled at the workers. “I’m not paying you a cent! Get out of here!”
Karma had struck Oswald and Patricia right where it hurt. As they stood there, ankle-deep in water, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of satisfaction.
Once the workers were gone, I quickly hired my own crew to re-dig our section of the lake.
Within a few days, the water was back to normal and the kids were out there fishing and playing to their hearts’ content.
Oswald and Patricia? They had to move out for weeks to get their home repaired from the flooding.
I’m just glad this whole saga is finally over.
Sure, it was a headache dealing with those two, but in the end, good prevailed. The kids are back to loving their little slice of nature, and I couldn’t be happier.
Sometimes, karma really does have a way of evening the score. Do you agree?
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