My crazy and titled parents demand that I trade houses with them, because they were jealous

that mine was better, but when I said no, they retaliated by breaking into my house and stealing

my belongings. Things were so bad that I had to get the police involved, just to confront them

for what they did. Here's what happened. I'm gonna start this off by saying that if you have a house

and don't have cameras installed, get cameras. I have some now and I wish I had some sooner.

I live in a pretty typical manufactured home in Arizona. My parents also live in one just a few

streets over. Despite how close we are, I'm very limited contact because they are just plain

bad people. They treated me okay as a kid, but things changed as soon as I was in my late teens.

I was expected to do more and pay my way as soon as I finished high school. That was fair,

I wasn't adult by then after all, but my parents wanted a lot more in rent than I would have to pay

if I got my own apartment. I would have basically had next to nothing left for my monthly paycheck,

if I had given them exactly what they wanted, which was just ridiculous. So I refused to

give them more than a fair amount, plus a share in the utilities, and I started buying my own food

as well. My father openly said that this was not good enough, and my parents actually filed official

paperwork to evict me when I refused to cater to their demands. I left home and got an apartment

with my best friend. Five years later, I bought my own house in a neighborhood not far from my parents.

It's just a manufactured home on a small property, but it was so cheap that I couldn't turn it down,

and my monthly mortgage isn't bad either. I even moved my best friend in to help me cover the

bills. We were already used to living in a small space as it is, and the house gave us much more room.

I may even let another friend move in to get some more rent money for the mortgage,

because we've only got one room that's actually left unused right now, since the house is a

three bedroom. My parents, though, somehow didn't like my independence from them.

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