My brother and I were playing catch on our lawn around 11:00 at night,on the day before thanksgiving,when I was 10.This huge white van with tinted windows kept circling our block and it was starting to make me nervous.My brother,who loves to tease me said"I bet it comes after you. "Then threw the ball at me while I was looking at the white van.It circled on more time,and then stopped on our lawn.
We couldn't see the driver,but we could here him yell"Come here sweetie,I got a present for you.My brother and I were really freaking terrified.He grabbed the baseball,and looked like he was gonna nail the driver in the head.The driver got out of the car,and reached into the other seat for something.My brother revved to throw the ball,when we saw it was A FREAKING GIFT BASKET OUR GRANDMA ORDERED.We were freaking ready to start screaming bloody murder,and it was JUST.A.GIFT BASKET.