I Wasn’t Crazy…
I've been telling you guys about my PSYCHOTIC neighbor for a while now. I called the cops half a dozen times and they made me feel like I was overreacting EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
Yesterday, I went in front of a judge and got an order of protection. The judge was worried for our safety.
Cops were supposed to take his guns, per the judge's orders, but didn't. They told him to surrender them within 24 hours.
About 2 hours before the 24 hours was up, I heard a bang at my door. Nell ran upstairs, the dogs froze and growled, and I ran towards the door.
By the time I got to the door, I heard another banging noise.
My neighbor shot himself in my front yard.
He is dead.
I'm not crazy.
I will update this later…