My neighbor made my life a nightmare, trying to push me out of the home I loved. Her cruelty seemed personal, but I never knew why—until one strange note changed everything. It said, “You need to know the truth about your husband.” What I found out shook my whole world.
Do you know the feeling when your own home turns into a battlefield? I hope not. But I knew that feeling very well. Every single morning, I opened my eyes with dread in my chest.

I never knew what kind of day it would be. Some days were quiet, but the silence felt like the calm before a storm.
Other days, something new would go wrong, and I always knew who was behind it. Meredith.
Just thinking about her made my stomach turn. I had never met anyone so bitter, so heartless.

Ross and I moved into this house after my mother passed. It was supposed to be a new start for us. But peace never came. Not with Meredith living next door.
From day one, she treated me like an enemy. She didn’t even acknowledge Ross. To her, he didn’t exist. But me—she seemed to live to make my life miserable.
She let her shaggy dog dig through my flower beds like it was his playground.

She chopped down my beautiful tree just because a few branches leaned over the fence.
And when we grilled some burgers at six in the evening, she called the cops and said we were disturbing the peace. Six o’clock! Who does that?
I started to feel like I was losing my mind. I even stopped planting new flowers because I knew they wouldn’t last long.

But the worst came one sunny afternoon when I was bent over pulling weeds, enjoying the quiet.
Out of nowhere, a blast of water hit me so hard I dropped my gloves. It didn’t stop.
I was soaked through like someone dumped a bucket over my head again and again. Then I saw the hose. It was coming from Meredith’s yard.

“Meredith! You nasty old witch! Turn it off!” I yelled as the water blasted me straight in the face.
The stream stopped. I stood there, dripping wet, shaking with anger. Meredith poked her head over the fence like nothing had happened.
“Oh, Linda,” she said in that fake sweet voice. “I didn’t know you were out there.”

“Don’t lie to me!” I shouted. “You knew exactly what you were doing!”
She shrugged. “It’s just water. You’ll dry off.”
I stared at her, stunned. Then she disappeared behind the fence like I didn’t even matter.