HOA Karen Tries to Charge Me Rent for MY OWN House!
It was the day I finally decided to take control of my life—one of those rare moments when everything just falls into place, or so I thought. I had been living in my newly purchased house for almost a year now, but something about the neighborhood didn’t sit right with me. The streets were pristine, the neighbors polite but distant, and the air was always thick with tension, like a storm waiting to break. But nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.
I had just returned from a business trip, walking up the driveway with a suitcase in hand, when I noticed a small group gathered near my front door. At first, I thought it was a group of neighborhood kids playing, but as I drew closer, I could see that they weren’t kids at all. The group was led by a woman in a crisp, immaculately pressed suit, her blonde hair tied back in a way that screamed authority. She was holding something in her hands—something official. As I approached, I heard her speaking in a voice that was too confident, too demanding.....