A woman thought her teenage son was just tending to the flowers in his yard every day, but the neighbor’s dog revealed what was actually hidden in their garden 😱😨
Svetlana had always been proud of her son, Igor. At sixteen, he was a withdrawn but quiet boy: an average student, he had few friends, but he respected his mother. In recent months, she was surprised to notice that her son had developed a new passion—gardening.
Every day after school, Igor would go out into the yard and start digging. At first, his mother thought it was just a temporary quirk. But one day, she asked:
“Son, what are you doing there?
” “Just want to grow flowers,” he muttered without looking at her.
Svetlana’s heart ached with joy. “This is real adulthood,” she thought. “Better for him to grow flowers than to hang out on the streets with dubious company.”
She even bought petunia and marigold seeds, but Igor showed no interest. He continued digging the same bed day after day, sometimes early in the morning, sometimes late in the evening.
Svetlana was touched by his diligence, although she was worried that her son had neglected his lessons.
One evening, a neighbor was walking her dog, a large Doberman named Rex. The dog was usually calm, but that day he suddenly became tense, jerked his leash, and ran toward their yard as fast as he could.
The neighbor could barely keep up with him. Rex stopped at a freshly dug bed, began barking furiously, clawing at the ground with his paws, and suddenly began digging jerkily.
“Stop it!” Svetlana screamed, running out of the house. “My son grows flowers here!”
But the dog seemed to be going berserk. The earth was flying in all directions, until suddenly something terrible appeared from the loose layer. 😨😱
The edge of a plastic bag. The neighbor bent down, plucked it from the ground, and froze. Svetlana saw the contents—small bundles of white powder.
She felt her legs giving way.
“Is this… what I think it is?” she managed to say.
The neighbor turned pale, but nodded:
– Looks like illegal substances.
At that moment, Igor appeared on the porch. His face was deathly gray, his eyes darting from side to side.
“Mom, it’s not what you think…” he began, but his voice trembled.
Svetlana pounced on him:
– What does this mean?! You dug this in our yard?!!
Igor hesitated, then quietly muttered:
“One of the guys from the group told me I just needed to hide it. They’d pay me money… I didn’t know what was inside!”
The neighbor shook his head:
“It’s an old scheme, boy. People like you are used slyly. But the responsibility is still yours.”
