My Neighbor Tried to Kick Me out of My Own Home, Until I Found a Note That Said ‘You Need to Know the Truth About Your Husband’ — Story of the Day

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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“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.”

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“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.

I stormed into the house, water dripping all over the floor. My clothes clung to me, and my hair was soaked.

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Ross looked up from the couch. “What in the world happened to you?”

“It was Meredith!” I snapped. “Go talk to her. You used to live near her, didn’t you?”

“That doesn’t mean we were friends,” he said.

“I don’t care. Say something to her. I’ve had enough!”

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Ross sighed. “Why don’t we just move? Sell this house. Start over. We could make some money on this house. I even found a few listings.”

I cut him off. “No! I’m not letting that woman chase me out of my own home!”

“But, Linda—”

“I said no! I’m done talking!” I turned and headed to the bathroom to wash away the cold and my rage.

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But Ross never talked to Meredith. I asked him more than once, but he always gave the same excuse.

He said he did not have time. To be fair, he really had been working late a lot. I figured maybe it had something to do with retirement.

He was almost fifty. So was I. I thought maybe he had plans and just did not want to talk about them yet.

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I never once suspected anything else. I was not some nervous young wife. I trusted him.

Still, he kept bringing up moving. Over and over. “We should sell,” he’d say. “This place isn’t worth it.” But to me, it was home.

One day, I saw Andrew, Meredith’s son, walking up to Meredith’s door. He had a bag in one hand and a tired look on his face.

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“Good afternoon, Linda,” he said when he saw me standing by the garden. “How have you been?”

I crossed my arms. “I’d be just fine if your mother would leave me alone.”

Andrew let out a deep sigh. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ll try to talk to her again.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I hope it helps.”

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I could not understand how such a kind and polite young man like Andrew came from someone like Meredith.

He always greeted me with respect. He listened. He even tried to help. It made no sense. Maybe he got his good side from his father.

I had never seen the man. No one else had either. The neighbors only whispered about him.

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They said he left Meredith when she was pregnant. I believed it. With the way she acted, I could imagine someone walking away.

Still, it didn’t make it right. A man should never leave a woman like that. No matter what. A child needs a father. Andrew deserved better.

I made myself a hot cup of tea and stepped into the garden. The air felt calm. I needed some peace.

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Ross was still at work, and I wanted a quiet evening alone. I sat down near my flowers and took a sip. Then I heard her voice.

“My Andrew got a big promotion,” Meredith said, peeking over the fence. “He’s also getting married soon.”

“Congratulations,” I said, lifting my cup without looking at her.

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She didn’t stop. “It must be hard for you. No children. No one to celebrate.”

Her words hit me like a stone. She knew it hurt. She always brought it up. She wanted me to feel small.

I stood up. “Go to hell, Meredith!” I yelled. I turned and walked straight into the house, my chest tight, my eyes burning.

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I had always dreamed of being a mother. I pictured holding a baby in my arms, watching them grow, teaching them everything I knew.

But Ross kept putting it off. He always had a reason. “Not yet,” he’d say. “We can’t afford it.” “Maybe next year.” Year after year, I waited.

I trusted him. I thought he knew best. Then one day, I realized I was almost fifty. It was too late.

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That was the one deep regret I carried. I should have pushed harder. I should have spoken up. But now it was done. No children. No second chance.

The next morning, I went to the farmers’ market. Ross said he’d stay home.

When I got back, his car was already gone. I put away the groceries and stepped out to check the mailbox.

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I sorted through bills, ads, and catalogs. Then I saw it—a plain white envelope with no name.

I opened it right there on the porch. Inside was a short note: You need to know the truth about your husband. Below that was a time and a place. Nothing more.

I looked around. No one was in sight. My heart raced. Who sent it? Why now?

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That evening, when Ross got home, I told him I had to run some errands. Then I left to find out the truth.

The meeting was to take place in a small park not far from our house. I got there early and sat on a bench.

My heart beat fast. I looked around, trying to guess who had sent the note.

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Then I saw her. Meredith. She walked toward me with a stiff face and steady steps.

“So this was your doing?” I asked as I walked up. “What do you want from me now?”

“It’s time you knew everything,” she said, her voice low and flat.

“Knew what? Another game? More lies? I don’t have time for this.”

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“I saw Ross. He left your house. A young woman got in his car. Then he kissed her.”

I blinked. “No. You’re lying.”

She pulled out her phone. “Am I?” She showed me the screen. I looked at it. It was Ross. In his car. Kissing a young woman.

I stared. “No… He wouldn’t… He wouldn’t do that to me.”

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Meredith shook her head. “What did you expect? A man who cheats once will cheat again.”

“He’s never cheated on me,” I said. My voice sounded small.

“Not on you. But he cheated before. You took him from someone else.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked. My heart pounded in my chest.

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“Do you even know why I hate you?”

“I really don’t know. You’ve hated me since day one.”

“Don’t act like you don’t know! You left my son without a father!”

“How? I didn’t even know you until four years ago!” I shouted.

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“You took Ross from me! I was pregnant when he left. He left because of you!”

I froze. “Wait… Are you saying Ross is Andrew’s father?”

“Yes,” she said. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

My legs went weak. I sat down. “No… no… I didn’t know. I swear to you, Meredith. I had no idea. I never would’ve done that.”

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Meredith’s face changed. Her arms dropped. “You really didn’t know?”

I shook my head. “No. God. I… Oh my God. Everything I thought I knew about him… it’s all wrong.”

She looked away. “I don’t even know what to say now.”

“It makes sense now. Why you treated me like that. If I were you, I’d hate me too.”

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Meredith looked down. “If I had known you didn’t know… I might have acted differently.”

“Why didn’t he help you? Even if you weren’t together, he should have helped Andrew.”

“There were no problems between us. Not until I told him I was pregnant. After that, he disappeared.”

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I shook my head. “If we count the dates… Ross and I were already together when you were pregnant.”

“I found out later. He told me. Said he had cheated. Said it was you.”

“You should’ve come to me back then. Told me the truth.”

“I hated you. Ross told me you knew about me. That you didn’t care.”

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I looked up at her. “Why tell me all this now?”

“Because no one deserves to be lied to the way I was. You’re living the same lie I lived. I don’t want that for you.”

I nodded. “Thank you for telling me. I’m sorry for everything.”

“So am I. I’ve said a lot of terrible things to you.”

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“It’s all right. We’ll deal with that later. Right now, I need to deal with the one who caused all this.”

I gave Meredith a ride home. Neither of us spoke. My hands gripped the wheel tight. My heart pounded.

When I got home, I saw Ross in the kitchen. He looked up and smiled like nothing had happened.

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“Linda, you were gone so long,” he said. “I was starting to worry. I have some news. I found a good realtor. I think we should move soon.”

I dropped my keys on the counter. “I am not selling this house. You can go wherever you want. I am staying.”

Ross frowned. “What are you talking about?”

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“I know everything,” I said. “About Meredith. About Andrew. About the young woman you kissed in your car.”

He stepped back. “Linda, I can explain.”

“I don’t want your lies. I’ve heard enough. Just get out.”

“Please, let’s talk this through,” he said.

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“Talk about what? How you’ve lied for years? How you planned to sell this house and spend the money on your new girlfriend?”

“We can still fix this,” he said.

“Fix what? I don’t want to live with a man like you anymore. Get out of my house!”

He snapped. “Who else would want you? You have no kids. No one but me.”

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I stared at him. “I’ll manage. I’d rather be alone than be with you.”

After those words, Ross grabbed his coat and stormed out, slamming the door behind him so hard the walls shook.

I stood still, listening to the silence he left behind. I knew divorce at my age would be hard.

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But I also knew one thing for sure—it would be better than living a lie. Maybe now, with him gone, Meredith would stop trying to punish me.

Maybe we both could finally breathe. One thing was certain—Ross could go to hell, and I wouldn’t miss him at all.

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Mom Installs Baby Monitor in Son’s Room and Gets Scared When She Sees Movement There — Story of the Day

A mother installs a baby monitor in her son’s room to keep an eye on him after she notices him tired and restless all the time – only to discover a sudden movement there that sends shivers down her spine…

“Don’t worry, honey. Everything will be fine. Momma is here,” Alicia whispered as she cradled her son Edduin in her arms. The boy had awoken in the middle of the night and refused to stop wailing.

After a while, Alicia had to move all of her files and laptop from the couch to the front table and sit on the couch with Edduin, singing him a lullaby. That didn’t seem to work for the first 10 minutes, but it did eventually, and Alicia breathed a sigh of relief.

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She gently placed Edduin back in the crib in his room, kissed his forehead, and closed the door quietly so as not to wake him, and returned to work.

“How will I manage everything like this? I wish you were here, John! I miss you!” the woman thought as she proceeded to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.

Almost a year ago…

When doctors told Alicia Silvers and her husband John that they wouldn’t have children, they decided to travel around the world. Shows at the Sydney Opera House, tranquil beaches in Honolulu, tables and buffets in Las Vegas, and majestic fjords in Bergen.

They were going to schedule a trip to the Bahamas when Alicia discovered that she was pregnant. She and John were overjoyed and returned to their hometown Fayetteville, North Carolina, to celebrate the moment with close friends and neighbors.

Alicia and John were both orphans, and they were raised in foster care. Alicia was a stay-at-home wife, while John worked as the managing director of a firm that made parts for household electronics.

They had all they could have wanted in a happy marriage. They had a wonderful home in a lovely area, they enjoyed each other’s company, and now they had the delight of becoming parents. But sadly, this happiness didn’t last long, as Alicia’s world came crumbling down one fateful evening.

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“Hello? Am I talking to Alicia Silvers?”

“Yes? How may I help?”

“This is Officer Duncan, ma’am. I’m sorry to inform you that your husband was killed in a terrible car accident on Farm Road Highway. We got your contact number from his phone. We’d appreciate it if you could come and confirm the body as soon as possible.”

Alicia couldn’t believe what she was hearing! That morning John had left telling her he was going out of town for a business meeting. She didn’t want him to leave and had told him she didn’t feel right about it. But he’d convinced her that she was overreacting and that everything would be fine.

Alicia was 7 months along with her pregnancy at the time. When John insisted on leaving for his meeting, she relented and kissed him goodbye. He’d promised to return soon, but when she heard the terrible news, she couldn’t bear the shock and went into labor.

Thankfully, she quickly dialed her next-door neighbor, Mrs. Hall, who rushed to her house and called 911. Alicia was immediately rushed to the hospital, where she gave birth to a baby boy. However, due to his premature birth, he was admitted to the NICU for some time.

When Alicia and the baby were discharged from the hospital, she took over John’s business and began working to support her son. Understanding the company dynamics didn’t take her long because she had an MBA. Problems arose because Edduin was very small and constantly demanded his mother’s attention.

John’s secretary, Madison, was extremely helpful to her and understood her situation, so she suggested that Alicia work from home and assisted her in setting up her workspace so that Alicia could care for her baby.

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Yes, Alicia could have hired a nanny to look after the boy, but she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to look after her baby on her own, so she started working from home. In that way, somehow, Alicia managed to look after her son and work simultaneously.

Almost a year passed like that. Little did Alicia know she’d soon have another trouble knocking at her door.

The present-day…

As Alicia made a cup of coffee and proceeded to the living room, she arranged all her files and decided to take a final look at the reports for the day. It was around 1 a.m. It took her half an hour to wrap up the work, and the woman retired on the couch due to tiredness.

Suddenly, she awoke at 8 o’clock in the morning due to Edduin’s crying sound. She jumped to her feet and dashed over to him, where she discovered him with tears streaming down his cheeks like a waterfall.

“What happened, honey? Are you hungry?” she asked as she started rocking him. This was the second time in a week that Alicia had noticed Edduin was restless and crying uncontrollably during his sleep.

She looked inside his crib to see if there was anything that was poking him, but she couldn’t find anything. Finally, she concluded that he might be fine after a while and decided to wait and see if the crying continued.

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Thankfully, Edduin’s abrupt crying stopped after a week or so, much to her relief, but he appeared to be very tired every day. He kept yawning and touching his face whenever she held him in her arms or tried to play with him, and the toys he’d previously adored seemed uninteresting to him.

Worried, she contacted a doctor about it, but even that didn’t seem really fruitful.

“I’m worried because he seems really calm most of the time, doctor, but he also looks tired in the mornings. Why is that so?” asked Alicia, worried.

“Don’t worry, Mrs. Silvers. Babies seem to have a phase,” the doctor advised her. “Perhaps Edduin is going through the same.”

“But how long will it take for him to be fine? I’m really worried about him.”

“Don’t worry much, Mrs. Silvers. There is no such time frame, but everything will be fine. It varies from one baby to another.”

Thinking it was one of those phases, Alicia hoped Edduin would be fine soon. But even after a week, there was no relief, and Edduin just looked more tired with each passing day.

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One afternoon, Alicia decided to check on him after putting him to sleep and heard a strange noise coming from his room. It seemed as if Edduin was giggling and there was someone in his room. At first, she thought it was just her suspicion because she burst open the door but didn’t find anyone inside.

Edduin was staring at her from his crib, and the room was strangely quiet. She looked in the bathroom, inside the cupboard, and under the bed, but no one was in the room.

Alicia returned to the living room, thinking it was work-related stress, but the activity continued the next day and the next. Every day, Edduin would jolt awake from his sound sleep, giggling or simply staring around the room.

Thinking something was off, Alicia installed a Wi-Fi baby monitor inside to keep a watch on Edduin and sat in the living room, watching the live feed.

She fixed her gaze on the screen, watching it intently, and everything appeared to be fine for the first few minutes. However, after about 10 minutes, she noticed a sudden movement in the room and Edduin’s lip tilting in a smile.

Fearing that someone had crept into Edduin’s room, Alicia dashed to his room and slammed the door open. Her hands trembled, and she shivered in terror as she realized her baby wasn’t alone in the room.

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However, Alicia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the visitor was no one but a cute little dog circling Edduin’s crib. He appeared dirty and weak, and he made a low sound that was difficult to hear.

When Alicia opened Edduin’s door, the little dog hid behind Edduin’s crib. Edduin began to giggle, and that’s when Alica understood what had happened.

It turns out that Alicia and John had a pet dog named Doblo, and they’d forgotten to close the dog door in the back of the room after he died. That room used to be Doblo’s game room, but it was converted into a nursery for Edduin after he died.

Since a lot had happened after John had left for his heavenly abode and Edduin was born, Alicia completely forgot to close the dog door. And that’s how the little dog got into the room, playing with Edduin all the time and refusing to let him sleep.

Alicia felt terrible for the poor animal after seeing it in that state and decided to adopt it. Casper, as she named him, is now Edduin’s best friend. A huge thanks to little Casper, now Edduin doesn’t cry as much, sleeps well because Alicia makes sure the two don’t spend all of their time together, and is a much happier baby.

What can we learn from this story?

  • Becoming a parent is not an easy task. Alicia managing her work and looking after her baby simultaneously is an excellent example of how parents go above and beyond for their children.
  • Learn to be kind to animals. Alicia adopted the dog after seeing he was in a terrible state.

If you enjoyed this story, you might like this one about a woman who buys a strange Christmas ball at a flea market and discovers a note inside it with an address.

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