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I live in townhouse, my neighbours are a couple with 2 young girls from what I can tell. For past 3 months or so I hear alot of noise from them. This month I can hear them almost daily. It sounds like someone stomping on the wall next to my room and I can feel my room shake. Doesn't sound like sex, sounds like someone running up and down stairs but the banging lasts over an hour sometimes. I've put my ear to the wall like 20 times. I always hear a little girl screaming. Once the father kept yelling, "NO NO STOP". Except for one window on the 2nd floor, they always have their curtains shut even the small basement window. They have 2 black cars, a sedan and a minivan with tinted windows. Often guy in a small black sedan with tinted windows comes to visit them. Two other cars too, they seem to have guests at least once a week.
I've thought about calling the police. What if it's child abuse? What if the kid is making noise to call for my help? What if they're selling the girl's bodies for money and the visitors are customers. My thoughts gets worse as I keep thinking about the situation over there.
Today I woke up twice from an afternoon nap to my room shaking due to my neighbours' wall stomping. I pressed my ear to wall few times and hear a little girl screaming along with the stomping. My room lit up as their black minivan left the driveway. Maybe the father went out. Fuck it. I decided nows the time to go ring their door, see what happens and than decide to call the police or not. This is pretty big for me who is a low profile socially withdrawn neet with aneixty who doesn't want to bother anyone.
So I go over there. I notice they have two cars parked on the curb. I ring the bell. Four 7-12yo kids run to the door to look at me. They look happy and giggly. One of them says, "I don't know him". A middle-aged man on the phone walks over, looks at me and walks away. Two older ladies walk over and say hello. Nothing sad is going on here. This is just a normal family with noisy as fuck kids. They're enjoying a happy New Year party with friends/relatives. I tell them "I heard alot of noise... uh I live next door... (she didn't hear me)... I live next door... is everything okay?". She nods and says "yeah". I nod back, turn around and walk away.
Here I am, back in my room alone on Christmas and New Years wasting my life behind a computer screen while so much happiness is on the other side of this wall. I'm depressed on the verge of tears right now. I don't remember the last time I felt emotional enough to cry. I feel a bit better after typing this out.
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