The first months of pregnancy were very hard for me \u2014 constant nausea, weakness, sleepless nights. And now on top of that, my mother-in-law, who wouldn\u2019t let me live in peace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every morning \u2014 reproaches, scolding, mockery. And if I tried to say even a word back \u2014 she immediately complained to my husband and threatened to throw us out of the house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That night I barely slept. Around five in the morning my eyes finally began to close, but the sleep was cut off by a sharp voice right next to my ear:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Get up, you lazy good-for-nothing, I\u2019m hungry. Make something, you do nothing but sleep all day!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Mom, I feel bad, \u2014 I whispered. \u2014 I was sick all night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Keep your sickness to yourself! \u2014 she barked. \u2014 Women in our time gave birth and didn\u2019t complain!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I got up and made breakfast, but something inside me snapped. I realized \u2014 this can\u2019t go on. I had to come up with a plan for revenge to put the rude mother-in-law in her place. And here is what I did\u2026
Continuation in the first comment\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At night, when everyone fell asleep, I turned on a recording on the speaker \u2014 quiet whispers, a child\u2019s cry, sighs. I set the volume to the minimum, just enough for the sound to seem like it was coming from far away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the first few minutes nothing happened. But then I heard the bed creak in the next room \u2014 my mother-in-law had woken up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It seemed like the house was silent, but from the kitchen she heard a quiet female whisper. As if someone were crying. She listened \u2014 the sound faded. She decided it was a dream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A few minutes later again \u2014 crying, then rustling, then a male voice, barely audible.
My mother-in-law jolted upright on the bed, her heart pounding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Who\u2019s there?! \u2014 she shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was no answer. Only a light knock on the wall and then silence again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
By morning she still hadn\u2019t slept a minute.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Didn\u2019t you hear someone talking at night? \u2014 she asked me in the morning, her eyes frightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I smiled innocently:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 No, Mom, I didn\u2019t sleep all night, I was reading a book, but there were no voices. Maybe you dreamed it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next night everything repeated. Whispers, knocks, a quiet child\u2019s cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My mother-in-law began crossing herself, whispering prayers. She thought her late husband had come for her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
By morning, trembling, she approached me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 I can\u2019t do this anymore, something is happening in this house\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at her calmly and quietly said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Maybe God is punishing you. Maybe it\u2019s worth being just a little kinder to others.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From that moment she changed. She no longer shouted, no longer scolded me, no longer woke me up in the mornings. On the contrary \u2014 she brought me tea, asked how I was feeling.
And at night the house was perfectly quiet. The voices disappeared\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because I turned off the speaker.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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