{"id":101,"date":"2024-10-31T09:19:51","date_gmt":"2024-10-31T09:19:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/momentsunfolded.com\/?p=101"},"modified":"2024-10-31T09:19:53","modified_gmt":"2024-10-31T09:19:53","slug":"my-neighbor-egged-my-car-over-halloween-decorations-you-wont-believe-his-reason","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/momentsunfolded.com\/archives\/101","title":{"rendered":"My Neighbor Egged My Car Over Halloween Decorations\u2014You Won\u2019t Believe His Reason"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I was beyond exhausted\u2014the kind of tired that makes you question if you\u2019ve brushed your teeth or remembered to feed the dog.\n

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Ever since the twins were born, my days had blurred into a never-ending cycle of diaper changes, feeding schedules, and sleepless nights. The last thing I needed was another problem to deal with. But when I stepped outside that morning, I found my car completely covered in eggs.\n

At first, I thought it was a random prank. Who wouldn\u2019t? Halloween was around the corner, and maybe some kids had gotten a little too excited. I sighed, too tired to even be upset, and grabbed a sponge and bucket, ready to clean up the mess.\n

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My Neighbor Egged My Car Over Halloween Decorations\u2014You Won\u2019t Believe His Reason\n

I was beyond exhausted\u2014the kind of tired that makes you question if you\u2019ve brushed your teeth or remembered to feed the dog.\n

Ever since the twins were born, my days had blurred into a never-ending cycle of diaper changes, feeding schedules, and sleepless nights. The last thing I needed was another problem to deal with. But when I stepped outside that morning, I found my car completely covered in eggs.\n

At first, I thought it was a random prank. Who wouldn\u2019t? Halloween was around the corner, and maybe some kids had gotten a little too excited. I sighed, too tired to even be upset, and grabbed a sponge and bucket, ready to clean up the mess.\n

But just as I started scrubbing, my neighbor Brad came strutting over with that smug grin of his.\n

\u201cThat was me,\u201d he said, almost proudly. \u201cYour car was ruining the view of my Halloween decorations.\u201d\n

I blinked at him, trying to process his words through the fog of exhaustion. My car? Ruining his view? His ridiculous display of plastic skeletons, fake cobwebs, and oversized pumpkins?\n

Furious, but too tired to even start an argument, I just nodded, biting back the urge to say something I might regret. I didn\u2019t have the energy for a confrontation, but in that moment, I silently promised myself that I\u2019d find a way to teach Brad a lesson.\n

He had no idea who he was messing with.\n

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Don\u2019t get me wrong, Lily and Lucas were my sweet little babies, but taking care of two newborns mostly by myself was incredibly hard. I hadn\u2019t slept a full night in months. Halloween was coming, and the whole neighborhood was excited\u2014except me.\n

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I didn\u2019t have the energy to decorate, let alone get into the festive spirit.\n

Then, there was Brad.\n

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Brad took Halloween way too seriously. Every year, he turned his house into a huge haunted attraction with gravestones, skeletons, big jack-o\u2019-lanterns, and more.\n

He loved the attention and would smile proudly whenever someone complimented his decorations.\n

The entire block loved it, but I was too exhausted to care about Brad\u2019s haunted house.\n

One October morning, things started to fall apart.\n

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I went outside, carrying Lily on one hip and holding Lucas in my arm, when I noticed something. My car was covered in eggs! The eggshells were stuck to the gooey mess, dripping down the windshield like some gross breakfast gone wrong.\n

\u201cAre you serious?\u201d I muttered, staring at the mess.\n

The night before, I had parked in front of Brad\u2019s house. I didn\u2019t have much choice since it was easier to park closer to my door with the twins\u2019 stroller.\n

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At first, I thought it was a prank. But when I saw egg splatters near Brad\u2019s porch, I knew it had to be him.\n

Brad had done this.\n

Even though he didn\u2019t own the street, Brad acted like he controlled the curb during Halloween.\n

Furious, I marched over to his house and knocked on the door, maybe harder than I should have, but I didn\u2019t care anymore.\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Brad opened the door with his usual smug expression, crossing his arms.\n

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His house was already decorated. There were cobwebs, plastic skeletons, and a witch sitting on a chair. It was all too much.\n

I wasted no time. \u201cDid you see who egged my car?\u201d\n

Without blinking, Brad replied, \u201cI did it. Your car was blocking the view of my decorations.\u201d\n

I stared at him in disbelief. \u201cYou egged my car because it was parked in front of your house? You didn\u2019t ask me to move it\u2014you just trashed it?\u201d\n

He shrugged like it was no big deal. \u201cHow can people see my display if your car is in the way?\u201d\n

I couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing. \u201cAre you serious?\u201d\n

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Brad nodded, still looking pleased with himself. \u201cI\u2019m the Halloween King. People come from all over to see my decorations. You\u2019re always parked there. It\u2019s inconsiderate and ruins the vibe.\u201d\n

I was juggling two newborns, barely holding it together, and he was talking about ruining the vibe?\n

\u201cWell, sorry if my life interferes with your spooky setup,\u201d I snapped. \u201cI\u2019ve got newborn twins, Brad.\u201d\n

\u201cI know,\u201d he said, leaning against the doorframe. \u201cMaybe park somewhere else.\u201d\n

\u201cI park there because it\u2019s easier with the babies and the stroller!\u201d\n

Brad shrugged again. \u201cNot my problem. You can park there after Halloween.\u201d\n

I stood there, speechless, my anger boiling inside. But being so tired, I couldn\u2019t even argue anymore.\n

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\u201cFine,\u201d I snapped, and stormed back inside, shaking with anger and disbelief.\n

As I washed the egg off my car, something clicked. Brad wasn\u2019t just an annoying neighbor\u2014he was a bully. And I had had enough. If he wanted to play dirty, fine. I could play smarter.\n

Later that night, while rocking Lily to sleep, an idea hit me. Brad\u2019s weakness was his pride. He needed his haunted house to be the best. I didn\u2019t have the energy for a fight, but revenge? That, I could handle.\n

The next day, I casually strolled over to Brad\u2019s yard while he was adding more decorations.\n

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\u201cHey, Brad,\u201d I said, faking cheerfulness. \u201cI\u2019ve been thinking. It was inconsiderate of me to block your display. Have you thought about upgrading it?\u201d\n

He looked suspicious. \u201cUpgrade?\u201d\n

\u201cYeah, with things like fog machines or ghost projectors. Your setup is great, but those would really impress people.\u201d\n

His eyes lit up. I knew I had him.\n

I suggested brands I had researched\u2014terrible machines with awful reviews. But he didn\u2019t need to know that.\n

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\u201cYou think so?\u201d he asked, already planning his next move.\n

\u201cOh, definitely. You\u2019d be the talk of the neighborhood.\u201d\n

Satisfied, I walked away, waiting for Halloween.\n

When Halloween night came, Brad\u2019s house looked like a scene from a horror movie. He had gone all out, as I expected.\n

Crowds gathered to admire his setup, and Brad was in the middle of it, enjoying the attention.\n

I watched from my porch, feeling like a villain in a movie. His display looked impressive\u2014until it didn\u2019t.\n

Right on cue, the fog machine sputtered and started spraying water like a garden hose. The crowd gasped, and kids laughed.\n

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Brad rushed to fix it, but then his ghost projector malfunctioned. Instead of a spooky ghost, it showed a strange blob, making the kids laugh even more.\n

Then, one of his giant inflatables collapsed, rolling across the yard. Some teenagers, seeing the disaster, threw eggs at his house for fun.\n

Brad was frantic, running around trying to save his haunted house, but it was too late. His Halloween display had turned into a joke.\n

The next morning, just as I was feeding Lucas, there was a knock at the door. Brad stood there, looking defeated.\n

\u201cI, uh, wanted to apologize,\u201d he mumbled. \u201cI overreacted.\u201d\n

I crossed my arms, waiting. \u201cYeah, you did.\u201d\n

He shifted uncomfortably. \u201cI didn\u2019t realize how hard it must be with the twins. I\u2019m sorry.\u201d\n

I let him squirm for a bit. \u201cThanks for apologizing, Brad. I\u2019m sure it won\u2019t happen again.\u201d\n

He nodded quickly. \u201cIt won\u2019t.\u201d\n

As he turned to leave, I couldn\u2019t help but add, \u201cFunny how things work out, huh?\u201d\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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