She knew the time had come. She didn't want to do it, but she didn't have a choice, as always. Her dad told her she had to do it, or else.. Or else, her younger sister would have to do it and she did not want to put her sister through it. "I can do it. I've done it lots of times before, I can do!" she tells herself. But can she? Her sister looks at her from her bedroom. Her father is waiting in his bedroom. Her mum is out working. It's 8 minutes to 8 p.m. Her mother will be home in fifteen minutes. And what she has to do will take just 3 minutes. She takes a deep breath. She walks towards the kitchen. Her dad asks, "Are you done?" She says, "Just a minute daddy." She reaches the garbage bin. She picks the black plastic and ties it at the ends. She walks out the front door and tosses it in the cheap metal bin lying next to the post box.
When she enters, her dad is happy. He says, "I'm proud of you, child." She's glad.