my crazy neighbor
...here I am, creating a blog.I'm going to have to play catch-up a bit though, because I have nearly 2 months worth of stories to tell. Where should I begin? I moved into my current apartment complex 8 months ago. I always joked with my boyfriend that it was a "retirement community" because most people here are twice our age.

We never met any of the neighbors because everyone keeps to themsleves. Until mid May, that is. It was about that time that Kay stopped taking her medication and started drinking vodka. Heavily.

Kay is the tenant who lives directly across the street from us. Approximately three times a week, always between three and four in the morning, the police, firetrucks, and paramedics would be called to her unit. We always had a perfect view of everything my crazy neighbor did. At first, it was quite interesting, but....

CONTINUED at mycrazyneighbor.com

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