My Demanding Neighbor Complained to the HOA About My Halloween Decorations – The Following Day, She Was Pleading for Assistance on My Doorstep

My neighbor, Irene, reported me to the HOA over my Halloween decorations—plastic skeletons and cobwebs. Less than a day later, she was at my door begging for help. Why the change of heart? You’ll see!

I’m Wendy, a retired schoolteacher and grandma, and apparently, public enemy number one in our neighborhood.

“Wendy! What are you doing?” Irene yelled, hands on hips, when she spotted me decorating.

“It’s Halloween, Irene! Same as I’ve done for 30 years.”

“But it’s so… GARISH!” she exclaimed.

I chuckled. “It’s supposed to be a little garish.”

A week later, I received an HOA letter about my decorations. Guess who complained? I called the HOA, and they said I had to remove my decor in 48 hours or face a fine. Not happening!

I Became a Millionaire after My Sons Kicked Me Out

Imagine being thrown out by your own sons only to end up a millionaire. That’s exactly what happened to me after my boys left me with nothing.

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

My husband, Todd, and I wanted our twins, Cole and Elijah, to become doctors. We were uneducated and lived on a ranch, but we worked hard for our boys’ education. After Todd died in a buffalo stampede, I even became a maid to fund their schooling.

Years later, a wealthy rancher tempted my boys to sell our land. “We’ve decided to take up John’s offer, Mom,” Cole told me at dinner one evening.

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

“But we really need that money, Mom,” my other son argued.

I was adamant and still refused.

So the next day, they threw me out, claiming the land was in their names. My siblings wouldn’t help, so I had to go to a homeless shelter. Thankfully, the shelter became my new family. I also found solace working as a maid for Mr. Williams. He was an elderly businessman, who not only paid me well but also listened to my worries.

One day, the inevitable happened: Mr. Williams passed away in his sleep. I was shocked to learn he left me his fortune, but there was a condition: I couldn’t share the millions with my kids or siblings — the people who abandoned me.

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

My boys, realizing I was wealthy, asked for money. But I refused. My new family in the shelter deserved the support, not the sons who abandoned me in my time of need. Always remember that if you disrespect your parents, you only deserve disrespect in return.

Moving on, let’s see what surprise life had in store for Amanda and her grandmother, Natalie.

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