Hey, tax collector! We don't want you to collect taxes anymore. It's a inconvenience to Britain's people and if the king actually ccared he wouldn't put his subjects through troubles.
What are you guys talking about? You don't understand. I don't have a choice but to collect taxes, I have to support my family.
It was a rainy but slightly quiet night, too quit. I was doing my daily job of collecting taxes and making more people hate day by day. Even though some loyalists agrees with need for taxes, i get anxious doing my job late at night.
GET HIM! IF HE THINKS HE CAN TRY TO RUIN OUR LIVES, WE WILL TEACH HIM A LESSON. SEND A MESSAGE TO TO THE KING AND MAKE IT ANONYMOUS. HE WILL LEARN FROM THIS!
The rain soon cleared but the sky became darker as my shift soon ended. I was on my way home but as I was going to turn a corner I saw a group of strange guys that were giving me some uneasy looks. I then started to walk faster when I noticed a man from the last home I went to. He seemed so mad that it worried me and he began to speed up to my exact pace.
I'm going to lie. These men looked scary and I didn't trust the looks they were given me. But, they must understand! I need this job for my family. We aren't whta you will call 'financially stable'
Then next thing I knew Iwas being lifted by two men and dragged away. MY FAMILY! I can't leave them. My two beautiful daughters. Their mom, just as gorgeous. I love them so much. What are these monsters going to do to me?
I was stripped naked. But not just of my clothes, but my dignity, too.