I Remember a Deer in the Woods

When he was a kid I lived in a pretty sketchy neighborhood. One day my friends and I used to build hobbit holes in the grass behind our apartment. My mom hated it when we went out because there were some rough people that lived in the neighborhood. A car with tinted windows would drive down the back alley while I was playing on the front yard. For the next month or so I saw that car everywhere. It would drive up to the main road while I was played on the front porch, even at the grocery store.