I decided, for no real reason, to go for a walk. I don’t really go on walks, it just took my fancy so here I am. I walked by that house that’s been for sale for years. The lawn is overgrown and the house has a shabby look to it. But the door is now painted bright red. I frowned, but then I saw the For Sale sign.There was a big SOLD sticker right across it. I laughed to myself, betting this was Cynthia’s house. I continued walking down the street towards the park when the bright red door banged open.
A man: I will not have you speak to me in that manner again! It is not respectful!
Cynthia (in the doorway, disbelieving): Respect?What respect do you have?How can you even claim to have any respect when all you do is sit around drinking and throwing paint on paper?
Man:That’s it! You are grounded young lady!
Cynthia:Careful there dad, don’t make promises you can’t keep.
Man:What did you just say!?
Cynthia: Who’s going to be home to make sure I’m still here?Oh yeah, NO ONE !
She slammed the door on his face.