Part One Chapter two

I was Frightened By the sound of knocking at my door for I surely believed I would be tortures or killed for what i have done. A sudden moment of relief filled me as I opened the door to find Mrs. Parsons who needed help with her kitchen sink. As I was working on it, I noticed the behavior of her children whom were for the Party and law enforcers such as the thought police. I managed to fix the sink without a problem, and before I left I was struck with a projectile from a toy gun by Mrs. Parson's son. I did not fret and left. I felt sorry for Mrs. Parsons because it was as though she knew what would become of them, and how likely it will be for her own children to swiftly turn her in, for something she would probably never commit.