A Note from the Delivery Guy Made Me Install Security Cameras — I’ll Be Grateful to Him for the Rest of My Life
I usually rely on food delivery when I’m too drained to cook for my kids — and over time, the delivery guy in our neighborhood became a familiar, friendly face. He always had a warm smile, shared jokes with my little ones, and never left without a cheerful high-five.
But something felt off the last time he came by.
Instead of his usual banter, he avoided eye contact. No jokes. No smiles. He hurriedly shoved the food into my hands and walked briskly back to his car, barely saying a word. I stood there, puzzled and a little unsettled, watching him drive off without so much as a wave.
It wasn’t until I got to the kitchen that I noticed something strange — scrawled on the back of the food bag in shaky handwriting was a note that made my stomach drop.
I forgot all about lunch. I sprinted to the backyard, heart pounding.
Then, I flung open the trash can lid… and what I saw inside made my blood run cold. ⬇️