HOA Calls 911—I'm Not a Member, But My Land’s Still Mine!
I always thought buying land meant owning peace, a quiet sanctuary away from the chaos of city life. Turns out, I was wrong. Because even though I wasn’t part of any neighborhood, the HOA next door didn’t care—to them, I was just another problem waiting to be “handled.” I should have known something was off when I first moved in. My land stretched for acres, untouched and beautiful, with rolling fields and a thick tree line marking the boundary. No fences, no subdivisions, just open space and a small house I’d been fixing up. It was exactly what I wanted—until the day they showed up......