***Disclaimer: I have nothing against gays, just the way our neighbors act and think about us. :/ ***
My life has been more of a horror story than most for one reason. Our neighbors. They, for the most part, are friendly people that I've known for some of my life. They are nice when they aren't mouthing on about how they hate us.
They are gay, but that has nothing at all to do with it. One of them is constantly yelling at us on how they hate our dirt lawn, while the other remains calm about it and backs him up. They swear non-stop and come back drunk often. They play music very loud at around 3 pm, when I'm not in the mood, because I just get back from school. They yell quite a lot as well and criticize us about all of our projects. They hate the fact that I can't play the violin without messing up a note, that my dad is much to slow in fixing home improvement projects, etc.
They have been historically bad as well. Our house used to be pink, and we painted it green. Shortly afterward, they painted theirs green, too. They repainted a fence white, and splattered all over the car because they didn't want to "bother us to move it". And because we don't have a fence on both sides of the house, they barge through the side that doesn't have a gate, but soon will, and "inspect our backyard".
Do any of you have bad neighbors? Because I'm fed up with mine.