Part one:
I stood there staring at my phone. Unable to respond. I simply stared, my mind exploding in thought. Who was this? Who do they think they are, just demanding I let them in. Of course something like this would happen. Stupid me.
Then I looked at the shovel, they obviously want to test my humanity. 'Well, are you going to let me in ?' I was so lost in thought, I almost forgot the cause of it all. " Whatever, hold on a minute. I be there in a sec.", I responded. "You suck!", I said to myself after I ended the call.

Placing the shovel near the back stairs, I entered the house. As I went through the hallway into my kitchen I saw my old dusty baseball bat leaning against the wall in the open closet. I grabbed it just in case. I leaned the bat against the sink, as I washed the dirt from my hands and face. As I walked into the living room, I spotted a clean t-shirt on the sofa. Quickly I changed shirts and tossed the dirty one down into the basement. Walking to the door I inhaled deeply, in hopes of regaining my peace.

I've always hated the design of my front doorway. The windows are to far from the front door to see who's at the door. "Oh well, here we go. ", I thought out loud slowly opening the door. Again my mind went blank. Standing in front of me was a dainty figure, standing barely four feet tall. Long straightened white hair, being blown around by the wind. She turned around and looked at be with pleasant smile.
Then with raspy voice she calmly said, "Well are you going to let me in? "