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wish I was kidding. I’ve had a long week/day already. I’m not even mad at this point just very very tired.

I’ve lived at my apartment a year, been just fine with the normal walking upstairs noises.

However 2-3 months ago this dude got 2 pitbull puppies. He keeps them in the room above mine and throughout the night it sounds like bowling balls being tossed at the walls.

We’ve talked to him about the noise politely. Before I knew what was happening he said he had no clue what that noise was but showed me his 2 new dogs. From then on I put it together and I started hearing more barking.

I’ve since left a note saying the noise has persisted at 3am, which room we can hear it in and the barking too. Just said we would appreciate it if he could do something about the noise.

Noise gets a little better lesser at 3am. Still waking up at 5:30am which is whatever. I’m an early bird, its fine.

Tonight however I’ve had a long day. I was laying down closing my eyes just about to sleep. 12:00am when I heard the loud rumbling noises again

I go outside to knock on his door. I can see all the lights are on and that this dudes car isn’t even home. I’m so upset. I get in my car and drive off for a bit to cool off. I come home, ready to just try to rest in the living room, which is really hard for me to do, but I’ll try.

Car alarm goes off for a solid 30 seconds. Open my door.. a u haul.. cool, thats random. I’m tired I’m going to sleep.

Then I hear more banging. I try to brush it off with rain sounds. But at this point I’m just curious.I go on my porch to look outside and I see him moving furniture out 🙂 At this point its 2AM y’all (I’m still awake) What on earth possesses someone to do that.

p.s. Its an independently rented condo situation, which is why reporting does nothing. I’ve never seen him take the dogs out besides the one time I initially saw them. I’m also a woman, which is why I have to be more passive.

morning edit: Its morning now and I’m reposting this more energized. His car is still there, so I have no clue if hes actually moving.

Invisible Daughter

The richest hills holds a golden star family,
this family which seems quite perfect to me.
A few bits and scratches just like any other
but besides that perfect as can be..

Two children they had.
Troublemakers they were,
but grew up to please.
A couple test runs you might call
when referring to me.

It seems their memory has been wiped,
at all their years at the golden star family.
They no longer live there,
The place they once lived grows cold and bare.

Someone still remains.
One forgotten,
one not named.
Not fully blood like the others
much younger and tame.

Invisible daughter I call her.
Unheard and un opinionated.
Very to the rules, keep quiet.
mustn’t speak or get verbally berated.

Forgotten daughter,
one of the last.
Her only use is to keep her mothers youth
without her her mothers motherhoods is in the past.

She reached out for help
to her troublemaker siblings connected by blood.
But to no avail, they have already forgotten who she was.

Invisible daughter,
one of the last.
Demons grow in her head taking over.
Reminding her of the past.

Invisible daughter invisible daughter,
as quiet as can be.
Must not speak or show anyone this poem.
Because invisible daughter is me.

A happy ending to the golden star family,
there might not be.
There were never demons in invisible daughters head.
Just ones right in front of me.