Lava
This one’s got a soundtrack: Ministry – Lava (Filth Pig) Look it up on Utoob. Also, the capitalization is intentional. It all started when I got a trampoline for my 10th birthday, but a couple months later, an older boy came to talk to me. “Hey,” he just leaned up on the fence. “I’m new in the neighborhood, so.” I didn’t catch that, the rest of it, because I was bouncing up, and down. So, I bounced over to the side, and caught the net to open it up, and jump down. “Sorry, what?” “So, you lived here a long time, right?” “10 years,” and a couple months, “You want me to show you around?” I had to look up from the gate, but he hung his arms over it, with it sticking up under …