He Stole Power From His Neighbor—But the Note He Left Behind Was the Real Shock
When Mark bought his quiet suburban home, the last thing he expected was drama with the guy living next door. They’d barely spoken beyond a wave or a quick “morning!” across the driveway. Everything seemed normal—until one small discovery flipped their calm neighborhood upside down.
It started on a chilly Tuesday afternoon.
Mark was taking out the trash when he noticed something odd trailing along the fence line—an orange extension cord. It ran neatly from his neighbor Dave’s garage… straight into the outdoor socket on the back of Mark’s house.
At first, he thought it had to be some kind of mistake. Maybe a mix-up? Maybe a temporary fix?
But when he unplugged it, the lights in Dave’s garage suddenly went dark.
That’s when reality sank in:
His neighbor had been secretly using his electricity.
Fuming, Mark marched over and knocked on Dave’s door.
“Hey,” he said, holding up the cord. “That’s my power you’re using. It’s running through my meter.”
Dave just smirked and shrugged.
“C’mon, man. It’s only pennies. Don’t be so dramatic.”
Mark stood there stunned. No apology. No explanation. Just laughter—as if stealing electricity was normal.
That night, Mark made a decision. He went to the hardware store, bought a lockable cover for the outdoor socket, and installed it. Problem solved. No more theft.
But the real shock came the next morning.
When Mark opened his letterbox, he found a folded handwritten note. Just eight words—scribbled in messy blue ink:
“If you lock it… I’ll just find another way.”
His stomach dropped. Was that a threat? A warning? A promise?
Suddenly, “only pennies” didn’t feel so harmless.
Mark reported the incident to the property association and documented everything. Neighbors began whispering. Some even admitted they’d seen the same cord before—and wondered how long it had been going on.
Within days, Dave packed up and left town without a word. No goodbye. No closure. Just vanished.
And the extension cord?
Still lying in the grass, like a reminder:
Sometimes the biggest shocks don’t come from electricity—
but from the people you thought lived quietly right next door.