My Neighbor’s Kid Wouldn’t Stop Pulling Pranks on Me, I Finally Turned the Tables

When a neighbor’s kid won’t end pulling pranks, our reader decided to take an imaginative way to stop it. This left him dealing with an angry mom and a crying boy. Did he go too far, or did he have every right to operate?

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For weeks, my neighbor’s son maintained ringing my doorbell and running away. When I told his mom about it, she said, “He’s just being a boy. You’re overreacting.”

The next morning, he went home crying because I took a giant Beware of Dog sign and taped it to my front door. Then I computerized some barking sounds on my phone and played them when my doorbell rang.

When I turned on through the window, I saw the boy standing frozen, eyes wide.

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Later that evening, I got a frantic text from his mom: “Was that really necessary? He’s been crying all afternoon!”

I just wanted it to stop without having to play games. Did I go overboard?

Brad

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