The Day My Family Tried to Take Over My Home — and How I Finally Stood My Ground

When my phone buzzed that afternoon, I didn’t expect my life to change in the next hour. It was my elderly neighbor, Mrs. Polk, her voice trembling as she asked, “Maddie, are you moving today? There’s a truck in your driveway.” My heart stopped. I hadn’t hired any movers. Within minutes, I was out of…