Writing in a Role - the scene with Winton, Child, Mother.
I want to kill mother she never lets me watch the executions. I HATE HER. I love the executions. Just as much as I like chocolate she never lets me have chocolate. NEVER. All I want is to have my sisters chocolate its the only thing I want. AND THE TV. AND EVERYTHING. It should all be mine its not fair my sister gets to have all the chocolate why does she get to have all the chocolate I am the one growing. I am the better child I am going to get further than her. She's horrible I'm not. I just hate them both so much. Mother always tells me to stop I never do anything wrong. I want to be in the thought police I would be a better thought police than she will ever be.
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