On a Sunday morning, I got woken up when I heard people screaming along the road we lived on. I looked out of the window and saw a company of soldier ...ashing down our neighbour’s front doors and raided their things. Quickly, I woke my dad up and told him about the situation. He calmed me down and said,” Ellen, it is going to be fine, I will talk to the soldiers.” Suddenly, our bedroom door flung open and a soldier walked in and shot my dad in the head before my dad could say anything. The. Something wasn'tright but I didn't know what. I tried two more times and each time thesame feeling. I pondered the situation for a moment and went to get thecamcorder. I set it up in the corner and recorded my act. When I playedit back I saw the problem. I was going through the motions of a womanbut the perception that was being portrayed didn't match the movements.I was still acting as a man but with female actions. The mindset waswrong. I thought like a man which is perfect for the part of a. Hang on. Hang on…” She found it and for a few unsteady moments both her hands fumbled with the rattling cuffs. He bode his time, waiting till the metal bracelets had sprung open and he knew himself to be blissfully free. Result. “That’s more like it.” He could hear the snarl in his own words. His newly-released hands shot up, one seizing Janice around the side of her neck, the other grappling one of her gorgeous tits. Having secured her in this double-hold, he subjected her to a rapid-fire. Blood was drawn.Alice was still crying into Angela, when her blood was taken.After Angela's arm was poked, Kay walked out the door, and came back with a cardboard box. It contained bologna and cheese sandwiches and juice boxes. "Enjoy your meal," Kay said. She beckoned her entourage to follow her out.Alice pulled away from Angela. "Kay, wait!" she cried.Kay paused before closing. "Yes?" Our hair is a mess, it's all tangled and matted." Maybe your heads should be shaved." Kay, please. We just.