“My mom, dad, and I moved into a condo when I was about fourteen. It was set up like an apartment building, so we had a neighbor on our right and one below us. When we first moved in we met ‘Tina’ our downstairs neighbor. She was an older woman taking care of her mentally challenged grandson. She seemed sweet and welcomed us. We had a few small issues but kept them to ourselves. She smoked a lot, like three or four packs a day, and the smell would overtake our house. Her grandson would ‘scream’ a lot in the early morning but nothing serious and we never said a word. We were all friendly enough and life was fine.
About two years after moving in my mom bought a portable hose, to water her outdoor plants and clean the balcony off. This is when things hit the fan. Tina lost it when my mom washed the patio for the first time. It was just water, no chemicals, and she was just rinsing the dirt off. Tina promptly started screaming about harming my mom for doing this. She then complained to the condo association every single day for years. She started to burn small fires in a coffee can under our windows in an attempt to smoke us out. She once saw my bedroom window was left open and literally flooded my room with her hose. She would call the police on every single noise we ever made. It got to the point that if she called the police and they showed up and there wasn’t an issue she would be fined fifty dollars.
A couple of years later I become pregnant young, my boyfriend moved in, and we had a baby. She told my boyfriend that I had a revolving line of men, and I was unsure who the father was but chose him because he was nice. It was completely fabricated. She continued with her nonsense for years and years. She once was driving down the driveway while I was getting my two kids into the car and she literally tried to hit my oldest son with her car. I had to physically pick him up and throw him out of the way. When the police came she denied everything.
She harassed my family for years to the point of the condo association having to have private meetings with her and my dad, which nothing ever came of. The condo association was just as fed up as we were.
Three years ago, my mom died suddenly. When she realized my mom was no longer around she laughed and told my dad and my kids that my mom deserved to die. She was an awful, awful woman.
She recently fell ill and subsequently had a stroke. We don’t know if she is still alive or in a home but my dad, who still lives there, says it’s nice to be free of the constant harassment.”