Just some random things that happened to me

Crazy Neighbor Lady

Okay, so, a friend of mine actually convinced me to share this story, I know it's not like the usual thing you see on Wattpad but idk man

Basically at the apartments where I live one of my neighbors had a cat(A very beautiful grey tabby with pale green eyes) and she never let her cat in, I would understand this if it was an outside cat or something but it very obviously wasn't and plus they never even set food out for it. Then winter rolled around and temperatures dropped all the way to -12° fahrenheit(I think the lowest a cat can feel comfortable in is 40° fahrenheit, I might be wrong) and she isn't even leaving any food out for the cat. So me, and a few of my other neighbors, take it upon ourselves to take care of HER cat(I know it wasn't really any of our responsibilities but I love cats and I didn't want to risk it).
Some of the neighbors were setting out food for the cat and setting up cat beds and cat houses outside for the cat.
Pretty soon it starts getting way too cold out for a cat to survive healthily so I start letting it in at night(At night the low was -28° fahrenheit or something) and letting it sleep inside where it was warm. I did this for the rest of winter and once it started warming up I started to ease it out of being used to coming inside my apartment so it stops coming back. Well, one day Sage(The cat) ran up to me and I began to pet her when suddenly my negletful neighbor shows up and starts to scream at me. Now, let me tell you, I am only fifteen and have been in very terrifying situations with adults yelling and such not so this scared me pretty badly.
Then she suddenly starts charging towards me like some sort of bull or something and stops right in front of me, screaming in my face at the top of her lungs about how I need to leave her cat alone.
" I HAVE TOLD YOU REPEATEDLY TO STOP LETTING MY CAT INTO YOUR HOUSE! " (News flash: she never once told me not to let her cat into my house, I had never even seen her before this day). I simply stood in complete shock and fear staring up at her like she was crazy, I genuinely thought she was gonna hit me or something and my body was physically shaking by this point. Then she starts saying other things(I don't remember most of it but I do remember she called me a bitch and said something about her friends spying on me to see when I let her cat in) and then I remember feeling a sudden and intense rage burning within me at that moment and I knew I had to speak up, "You are the adult here-" I tried to say but she of course cut me off, " YOU'RE RIGHT, I AM THE ADULT HERE, SO WHY DON'T YOU GO CRY TO YOUR MOMMY LITTLE GIRL " (Yeah, she acknowledge that I was young) I just stared at her for a moment trying not to laugh at this point because she was acting ridiculous. She was a pure white woman and she started throwing her hands up like she was throwing gang signs or something. I distinctly remember saying: "How do you feel about yourself right now? You are supposed to be the mature one in this situation." And just staring her in her eyes as she took a step back. Then she called me a " LITTLE BITCH KID! " one last time before turning and storming off inside her apartment.

I spent the next few minutes just standing there in complete shock before giving Sage a pet and heading inside. I was still shaking pretty bad by this point and it was so bad that when one of my other neighbors who I knew very well and had heard the fight came knocking on my door I genuinely almost had a panic attack. In the end the chick got evicted and cops actually showed up to ask if I wanted to press charges, I of course decided that I wouldn't since she had two young kids and she was pregnant after all so I didn't want to make things more stressful for her but I genuinely did, and still do, hope that she will never do that again to anyone.
I am also kind of glad my mom wasn't out in the living room when I had came inside because even when I told her what happened about an hour afterwards she was acting like she wanted to go out there and beat that chick up. I decided that it was best to just not do anything about the situation unless she tried to approach me again.

Now that I look back on it I kind of realize that I don't think she was a good mother. She was a druggy and spent most of her time over at one of the crack houses across the street smoking when her kids(I don't know their ages but they were under the age of 6 for sure) were left alone.

I hope she learned to treat people with respect and I hope she still thinks of me sometimes when she's trying to sleep at night.

Oh, yeah, and she never apologized by the way. Everytime I saw her after that we just both ignored each other.

Also, our manager was kind of shitty. The manager of the apartments was the reason I even knew the chick was pregnant(The chick did not look pregnant at all). The manager literally told me that the chick was pregnant and that they had been trying to find a reason to evict her for a while.
The manager is not supposed to tell us this.
And not even a week later the manager also told us that the chick was going to be evicted and when the chick would be evicted...
Idk, I guess she's just one of those managers.

Anyways, thanks for coming to my trauma dump.

Should I write another one about my previous step dad or is this already too much?
Guess we'll never know.