Having a bad neighbor can be a pretty horrible experience. A loud neighbor in an apartment complex can make everyone miserable. A rude neighbor on the block causes a lot of drama for the rest of the neighborhood. But, it could probably be worse.

These neighbors took being a bad neighbor to a whole new level. These people shared their stories of the most horrific neighbors they ever had and, boy howdy, are these some absolutely TERRIBLE neighbors! Content has been edited for clarity.

You Forgot Something
You Forgot Something

"A few years back, our neighbors were getting kicked out because their mortgage was eight months behind. How they even got a bank to loan them the money in the first place is still beyond me. The week before they left, they ripped out everything to sell. They took the bathroom fixtures, oven, doors, paving stones. If it could be removed it was. When they finally moved out, the only things they left behind were the dog, the cat...and the kid.

He was 7 and they just didn't pick him up from school. They left his school clothes in the house with a note saying 'Ring his dad.' He was living with his mum and stepdad. No one knew they had left until Children's Services came looking for them."

Quite The Highlight Reel
Quite The Highlight Reel

"My mom had this neighbor who pretended to be weak from cancer/chemo. That way her landlord couldn't get mad at her when the trash bins were full and the lawn was filthy. She even went as far as shaving her head and faking a limp. She had a cane and everything. My mom baked her some cookies and offered to take care of her bins and lawn. That's when the neighbor spilled about her scam. My mom, now enlightened about my neighbor's The Fault in Our Stars scheme and tired of the trash blowing into our yard, called the landlord. The neighbor wasn't happy and would blast music at ungodly hours of the night/wee morning to get back at my mom. My mom would get frustrated because she worked late and left early so she filed a noise complaint to the police.

The police arrived and the neighbor claimed my mom, an old little Asian lady, punched her in the chest. The neighbor wanted her arrested. My mom showed the cops our security cam footage. There was no chest punching. Instead, they saw the crazy neighbor kicking her 9-year-old daughter out in the middle of the night. The 9-year-old was banging on her door. My mom came out to check on the noise. She tried to bring hysterical girl inside, especially since it was like 2 am. That's when the neighbor came out and sprayed her with the hose. The neighbor was taken away by the police and the daughter sent to live with her dad."

Even Cameras Didn't Stop This Crazy Neighbor
Even Cameras Didn't Stop This Crazy Neighbor

"We had a large fenced in back yard. My dog, a very sweet white lab, wasn't terribly loud. She wasn't aggressive at all. She was just the size of a lab and my neighbors, specifically the wife, thought that made her evil. They called the cops more than once saying my dog was terrorizing the neighborhood. The cops came, met the dog, and we explained that she was always in her yard. They left saying just make sure she stays in the yard. Well, the neighbor called two more times to complain. They eventually they went and spoke with her about her ludicrous complaints.

That's when she started taking matters into her own hands. We noticed our dog was getting sick a lot. Like really sick. We took her to the vet. The vet said we needed to stop feeding her human food that could be bad for dogs. We had NO CLUE what she was talking about. We went back home and decided to keep a closer eye on her. It turned out our neighbor had been dumping all manner of vile things over our fence. Food scraps, mop water, and god knows what else. We went and spoke with her about this and she denied it. Finally, we caught her on video and made sure she saw us recording her.

Later that night, the husband came over and apologized for his wife. He begged us not to call the cops. He promised he would ensure our dog was left alone. We agreed but said if anything happened to our dog again, we would press charges.

Thankfully, she stopped coming after our dog. She moved on to our landscaping. She climbed over the fence more than once to hack and destroy our hedges and a few saplings. She even went and pulled all the flowers out of our flower bed that we had just planted. We went and spoke with her husband, as he was the saner of the two. We had the same conversation as the one about our dog.

There were more random things that we could never prove. Eventually, she fell very ill and passed. Her husband was like a different person. He invited us over for barbecues and all. Eventually, he even got himself a little dog."

Not So Secret Agent
Not So Secret Agent

"There's a particular type of person who seems to feel like they're the only thing standing between society and complete collapse. About six years ago, my downstairs neighbor was one of them. She was aloof and paranoid. She'd imagine threats from almost everywhere which made the fact that she thought of herself as some kind of secret agent all the more annoying.

Said neighbor was always trying to find ways of getting me, and anyone else whom she thought of as suspicious, to move out of the building. She'd stage loud telephone calls with 'headquarters' about the alarming behavior of the other tenants, like my tendency to get home after nine in the evening, which was clearly scandalous. She'd frequently yell at the people who would stand on the corner to smoke. On one occasion, I heard her shouting at someone over the placement of a flowerpot in their window, which was obviously an indication that they were selling illegal substances.

Then, one afternoon, I found a fake note from the FBI taped to a wall in the stairwell. It said something about various suspicious persons living in the complex.

It was perhaps the most ridiculous attempt at an official document that I'd ever seen, and I'm including the time that my friend Jonathan - then 9 years old - made a flyer for bodyguard services. The atrocious grammar, poorly Photoshopped seal and a distinct absence of any legitimate contact information made the 'notice' about as realistic as a scene from NCIS. Furthermore, the reference to 'the past two years' seemed to indicate me as her primary target, since I was (as far as I knew) the only resident who had been there for less time than that.

Still, since the notice was clearly meant to scare someone, I decided to return the favor by taking a page out of my neighbor's own playbook and standing outside of her apartment while staging my own fake phone call:

'You should see the notice; it's terrible! Hah, yeah, it's like they didn't know that impersonating a federal official is a felony! Anyway, the real FBI are on their way, and they're going to dust for fingerprints. Whoever made that notice is looking at a lot of jail time!'

I went back to my apartment after that. Within seconds, I heard my neighbor's door open. There was the sound of hurried footsteps rushing towards the stairwell, followed by an equally hurried retreat. When I went out to check five minutes later, the notice was gone.

I've since moved away from that location, but for the rest of the time that I lived there, the lady never bothered me again."

The Psycho Next Door
The Psycho Next Door

"I used to be good friends with a girl next door from when we were ten until high school started, even though she'd always treated me badly. Her parents were obviously addicts so I felt sorry for her more than anything. My little brother came along with me over to her backyard one day. He accidentally tripped and fell into their back-porch door. Her mom, who had daily naps from all of her drinking, was woken up. She stormed outside to scream at my little autistic brother who could barely speak.

When he didn't respond, she burned his arm with her smoke. She knowingly burnt a 6-year-old autistic kid. My mom went over there but made sure to yell at her where everyone could hear her. It was a weekend so everyone was outside. The mom's husband was an attorney so my mom knew it would be a better idea to embarrass her in front of the neighborhood than assault her. There was no expletive left unsaid. And no one told my dad because he would ACTUALLY burn their house down with them in it."

Taking Cat Lady To The Next Level
Taking Cat Lady To The Next Level

"I used to live in an apartment. This lady lived on the third floor. She must have let her cat pee everywhere because the entire building reeked like cat pee. The smell entered my apartment frequently. The smell was so bad that on a windy day, people from other buildings within the complex could smell it. Sometimes it would smell like the cat was peeing in my own apartment. When I passed her in the hallway, I would have to hold my breath because she smelled so bad. I dealt with this for two years. I put in multiple complaints to the office until I eventually called animal control. It turned out she had 30 cats in her apartment.

Animal control took all of her cats away. She was evicted shortly after that. I know from talking to other neighbors that this had been going on for 5+ years before I even moved in but they had a hard time evicting because she was section 8. Although, I'm sure the apartment manager was very incompetent as well. She even told us that she had been working there for 6 years and my neighbors were wrong that it had been going on even longer.

The maintenance guys had to put on masks and rip the carpet up and seal the wood under it amongst many other things to make the apartment livable for other renters."

No Redeeming Qualities Here
No Redeeming Qualities Here

"I had some truly messed up neighbors growing up in Russia. My building still has a few addicts who leave/break bottles everywhere and pee inside the building, but one man who lived on my floor was infamous in our neighborhood.

This guy lived with his mother, who ironically was our building's janitor, although she was nearly fired several times for shirking her duties. This woman made moonshine in her bathtub, which often stank up her neighbors' flats. Her kid began 'sampling' the moonshine early on and was a fully addicted and a juvenile delinquent by the age of 16. He soon moved on to illegal substances. He began beating his mother for her tiny janitor's salary, for money, for more. One time he nearly put her in a coma, but she refused to press charges or kick him out. He broke into his neighbor's flat once for some money and went to jail for that for about two weeks. We decided to get an extra door for our side of the floor after that.

The junkie was a metal/grunge fan and wrote band names and Nirvana quotes all over the walls of our already dingy building. Like all the other addicts, this guy peed absolutely everywhere in the building, even in his own flat. The downstairs neighbors actually had severe water damage because of his pee. His flat was so foul that the next residents had to gut it completely. This junkie took it to the next level once and pooped all over our floor's hallway when his mother wouldn't let him inside one night.

My grandma and the building's other residents demanded for years that this individual was removed from the building to no avail. His own mother, whom he physically abused, defended her precious son at every turn and refused to kick him out or even send him to rehab. Eventually, they fell behind on their utilities and had to relocate to a smaller flat elsewhere in town. They lived there for maybe a year until, rumor has it, that the junkie killed his mother. No one knows what actually happened, but the junkie was taken away by the cops when his mother died and was never seen or heard from again."

That's One Way To Move In
That's One Way To Move In

"We lived in the countryside and owned the land around us. We didn't actually have close neighbours until some Gypsies decided to occupy the field to the left of where we lived.

My dad went to politely ask them what they were doing on our land when they first arrived. He opened the gate and wandered in. The first thing he saw was a little boy, no older than 4, squatting down and going to the bathroom on the ground in the middle of their small establishment. He knocked on one of the caravans and a man emerged and asked what he was doing on THEIR property?!

He told them that he was the landowner and was coming to ask them the very same thing. My dad is not a very argumentative man and avoids confrontation wherever possible. This was especially true as the man fetched a solid looking stick with nails hammered into it and told my dad that if he ever 'trespassed again' he would take matters into his own hands.

We called the police but they couldn't/wouldn't do anything about it.

The worst part happened when I was walking home one night. It was around 10 pm, not too late. As I was walking along this country lane, I heard music blaring from a car down the road. As these roads were pretty small, I had to stand on the side against a fence and wait for them to pass. Their headlights caught sight of me, and instead of slowing down, they sped up. Not having enough time to react, I stood there petrified. I couldn't move from the shock. Just as I thought 'this is it, I'm going to die' they turned their vehicle extremely sharply. They just narrowly avoided me and started racing down the road again.

It was the scariest incident of my life, as I genuinely thought I was about to die. There are few words I can use to articulate my emotions after, but I never walked near there again.

One morning a few months later, I went to get milk from the shop. As I was driving back, I saw smoke rising from the field. I didn't think much of it but as I got closer I noticed that everyone was gone. They left a caravan and set it on fire. We called the fire brigade and they put out the already subsiding flames. I later found out this is a tradition, when someone dies, they burn their caravan. It was really creepy to drive up to, and I'm glad they didn't come back."

911, I'd Like To Report An Innocent Family
911, I'd Like To Report An Innocent Family

"One of my friend's neighbors are absolutely crazy. They are also racist, white supremacists. My friends are Muslim and Pakistani so their neighbors are always looking for excuses for calling the police on them. One of the most memorable stories was when their eldest son, who was fourteen at the time, broke his leg at school and could not walk. His dad was on a business trip so his mother alone had to bring him home from the ER and help him in. Given that he was over 6 feet tall and weighed over 200 pounds, this was much harder than it seemed for his barely 5'5" mother. To make it easier to help him in, she parked the car on the lawn right in front of the door so she wouldn't have to drag him across the sidewalk.

All of this seemed too shady for the neighbors and instead of using their eyes or just asking, they called the police for suspicious activity. So now the poor mom had to deal with her broken son and the police showing up at her door to investigate. Along with this instance, the neighbors call the police on them whenever they have a party, even though their parties have no music, no drinking, or anything to warrant the police. But, every weekend the neighbors blast music themselves and have rowdy backyard parties. Because of them, my friends are looking to move."

Always Trust Your Gut
Always Trust Your Gut

"My roommate and I had super bad vibes about our neighbor from the day he first moved in and we met him. There was no reason for it at the time but our gut feeling said he was no good. Then, for over an entire year, almost every time we went out the door, he'd come out to our house to try to 'hang out.' We couldn't even walk across the road to check our mail in peace. He'd walk up the road and stand in front of our house staring, or pace in front of it in the road. Then, he started knocking on our door in the middle of the night. We never answered as we in no way wanted him in our house, ever. Especially not at midnight. We only knew it was him because we confronted him later and he admitted it. We'd go out together and when we'd get home, he'd be sitting in a chair in our yard like it was his house. He started showing up at stores and other places we were at in town and tried to follow us around there.

It was ridiculous. We went through this for over a year. It got to the point that we hated even going outside. We couldn't hang out in our own yard because we just felt like we were being watched. We were just counting down the seconds until he popped up because he always popped up. We complained to our landlord multiple times and he warned our neighbor multiple times. It still continued and probably would still be continuing even now if the dude hadn't gotten behind in his rent and been kicked out which happened late last year.

He messed up the house he was renting so much that it's been getting renovated for months. There were holes in the walls and the floors were torn up. According to the landlord, there were hundreds of empty bottles, burnt foil, used needles, and all sorts of stuff in the house. We're supposed to be getting our next neighbor moving in sometime soon and we're just dreading it so much. This guy was the worst but prior to him, we also had just a string of awful neighbors. We've both agreed that if this next one turns out to be just as bad or worse we're moving somewhere else."

Puppy Pests
Puppy Pests

"My neighbor has three dogs, which they let outside twice a day to poop. The dogs are friendly and not very loud...except they always poop on our lawn. My husband and I have actually seen our neighbors encourage their dogs to use our lawn. They physically lead the dogs to our lawn or discourage them from going on their lawn, etc.

I finally had enough. I got my garden trowel and flicked all their dogs' poop onto their lawn. Today, my husband went outside to mow the lawn and caught the neighbor encouraging their dogs to go onto our lawn. The neighbor acted like nothing was wrong, but quickly called the dogs back.

We did talk to the neighbors before about the poop, but they're not interested. It's been roughly a year since we moved here and I can't wait to move out already.

We want to build a fence, but we're in the middle of remodeling our bathroom, the house was built in the '70s and hasn't been maintained very well. So, we can't really afford a fence right now.

That Last Straw
That Last Straw

"My neighbors in the run-down apartment I moved to after I moved out of my parent's place were hoarders to the extreme, as well as addicts.

We started getting roaches in our apartment about two months after they moved in. Then came mice. Then came RATS.

About once a month, we'd call 911 on them because we'd find one of them passed out in the parking lot, or on the doorstep, or on the stairs. They came over and asked if it was us who kept calling 911. Then, they cussed us out because they didn't have insurance and had to take out numerous payday loans to cover the ambulance costs.

We broke our lease and moved out after 'someone' pooped on our welcome mat."

That's Some Service Dog
That's Some Service Dog

"A lady moved in and lied that her dog was a 'service dog.' These apartments did not allow dogs or cats but they can't deny a service animal. This dog was no service dog. It didn't even have basic obedience training and she would turn it loose all day long in the communal gated courtyard. She never cleaned up after it and it was annoying as could be because it would chase everyone and harass everyone because it was starved for attention. She got tons of complaints but because she kept claiming it was a service animal, there was nothing to be done.

She eventually got evicted after getting a second dog she let run wild and poop everywhere too. Because obviously, no one has two 'service animals' that are literally never inside with the person. The landlord found out when she left she was also one of those hoarder people. She left her apartment packed full of all kinds of junk and filth, including bags of clothes she had been stealing at night from those charity donation bins they set up in parking lots. She was just a vile individual."

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