Linda Johnston

08/07/2025

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08/07/2025

Last weekend, Daniel’s brother hosted his son Jason’s 7th birthday celebration. Our 6-year-old daughter Ellie was ecstatic. She chose a Pokémon set for Jason and wore her favorite sparkly dress, saying, "I want to look nice for the pictures!"
After dropping her off and giving her a big hug, we told her we’d be back later. Not long after, my phone rang. Ellie was calling.
She was in tears.
"Mommy, can you please come get me? Grandma kicked me out… I'm in the backyard."
I felt sick.
We sped back to my brother-in-law's house. Ellie stood in the yard, holding her gift, her face wet from crying. Daniel took her in his arms. I marched inside.
Carol, my mother-in-law, sat at the table enjoying cake.
"WHY IS ELLIE OUTSIDE?!"
My insides sank. Carol looked up and responded. ⬇️

08/05/2025

He has an unforgettable look 👀😬

08/05/2025

I wanted to surprise my husband with dinner, so I found a new recipe: one-pot roast chicken with orzo. I ordered all the ingredients online, picked them up before lunch, set the table with candles. The kitchen smelled amazing. It was supposed to be a small, sweet surprise after a long week.
He got home just as I was lighting the candles. I heard him walk into the kitchen and smiled to myself, waiting for the reaction, something like a "WOW," or a kiss.
Instead, I heard the sound of the TRASH CAN LID swinging open.
I rushed in and saw him scraping the chicken into the garbage!
I just stood there, staring at him like he'd lost his mind. "What are you doing?!"
He didn't even flinch. Just calmly wiped his hands, walked to the couch, turned on the TV, and said, "You'll thank me later."
I thought it was a joke. It wasn't.
I followed him into the living room and demanded to tell me why he'd thrown out the dinner I just made.
And when he told me his reason?
That's when I knew I had to RUN and FILE FOR DIVORCE. 😲👇

08/05/2025

I've been a doctor for over 10 years, but I've never seen ANYTHING like this!
I'm an obstetrician in the maternity ward. That day, there was a young couple, Lucy and Ross. They had been trying for a long time, and finally, their prayers were answered. The delivery went well, and their beautiful twins were born.
But when the nurse handed the babies to Ross, his smile turned to anger.
"This isn't my son. Where's my son?!"
"Dear, what's happening?" asked Lucy. I hesitated to interfere, thinking it might be a personal matter, but when Lucy took the babies, she screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY SON! WHERE IS MY SON?!"
I stepped in without looking at the s*x of the baby. "Listen, I personally delivered the babies; there can't be any mistake!"
"Oh, really? Do you think we're crazy? Maybe your nurse can explain what happened?!"
I looked at Savannah, our nurse, and everything became clear to me.😲👇

08/05/2025

My SIL Vanessa inherited this old, faded, cracked dark oak armoire from her grandma (also my husband's grandma). One day she calls me out of nowhere: "Ugh. I can't stand this hunk of junk. Makes my new house look cheap. I'm sending it to you. You pay delivery. Do whatever you want with it. I never want to see it again."
I even double-checked: "Do you mind if I paint it?"
She waves me off: "Do whatever. I'm done with it."
So I sanded it by hand. Replaced every bit of hardware. Painted it a gorgeous cream, then hand-painted flowers and butterflies. Put in close to $1,000 and countless hours. When I was done, it looked like a $5,000 boutique hotel piece.
Fast-forward to my husband's birthday. Vanessa walks in, spots it, jaw drops. Then: "Give it back. It's mine. How could you take what my grandma left me? This is an heirloom!"
I almost laughed. She'd called it junk. Made me pay to move it. Now it's "priceless"? She whined that I was selfish.
At first I wanted to answer NO. But I knew she'd pull a stunt. I knew I needed to teach her a lesson.
So I smiled and said, "Of course… you can have it back. But on one condition." ⬇️

08/05/2025

My mom was my anchor. The one person who always saw the best in me, even when life got messy. So when she was diagnosed with heart failure and given only months to live, I was devastated. I wanted to be there for her... to care for her the way she had always cared for me.
But my sister Samira had other plans. The same sister who spent her life draining Mom's bank account suddenly decided she was the devoted daughter. She moved in with Mom and locked me out... LITERALLY! She told anyone that I only cared about the inheritance. That I was just waiting for Mom to die. And it shattered me.
And then… Mom was gone.
At the will reading, I sat there holding my breath, still grieving, still hoping for some sense of closure. But everything was left to Samira — the house, the savings, and even the family jewelry. I couldn't breathe. After everything I did, after everything we shared… HOW COULD SHE!
I was about to walk out, holding back tears, when the doctor caught me by the arm. He looked me in the eyes and said, YOUR MOM ASKED ME TO GIVE YOU THIS. It was a letter — a letter from my mom.
I took it with shaking hands. I had no idea what was inside... but it would change everything.😲👇

08/03/2025

My sister STOLE MY HUSBAND AND MARRIED HIM!
Kate always got everything she ever wanted. She got paid to attend the best college while I was told I didn't deserve it. She was endlessly given money to party on, while I PAID FOR EVERY SINGLE MEAL I ate. I was the outcast. Until I met Tom.
I was sure he was the one, my future. Little did I know, bringing him to my parents' house would mean losing him forever.
My "golden" sister was entitled enough to take him from me. And she did. Tom left, yelling at me, "You've NEVER been worthy of your family!"
After he left, I felt that huge relief. I was finally free of these toxic people.
What I didn't expect was that soon, Tom would BE ON HIS KNEES, begging me to take him back. 😳👇

08/03/2025

My neighbor offered to fix my broken window — but what he left in my garden still haunts me.
At 82, I was startled when a fierce storm shattered my living room window. Thankfully, I knew my neighbor, Carl, was a reliable handyman.
So, the next day, I called him. He arrived, but something felt off—his usual calmness was there, but his eyes held a distant, unsettling look. Still, I pushed the unease aside.
Carl finished the repair in a few hours, cleaning up the mess and even fixing some loose hinges on the side door. I thanked him, paid for the service, and he left. But later that evening, while watering the garden, I noticed a patch of freshly disturbed earth near the back fence, as if someone had hastily buried something there.
Curiosity piqued, I grabbed a small spade from the shed and began to dig. The soil was loose and easy to move, and within minutes, I hit something solid. My heart pounded as I brushed the dirt away. ⬇️

08/02/2025

08/02/2025

During our wedding, I slipped into the hotel room to catch my breath—and stopped in my tracks. The box we’d placed for guests to leave cards and cash was ripped open and totally empty. Someone had stolen it. I rushed back to the reception and announced what happened. I was reaching for my phone to call the police when karma hit. Out of nowhere, a voice echoed through the speakers in the now-silent room.