The Neighborhood.

The nervousness and terror of whats on the other side.

The suspicion of whats hiding behind each door,

The death of a close one,

The vines that lie ahead.

The smell of cigarette smoke drifting through the wind.

The sound of the creaking swing, swinging back and forth,

The spring on the trampoline squeaking,

The laughter and rivalry competing in games.

The Hate.

The Pain.

The Memories.

The Neighborhood.