Assignment #2 Due April 2

Today was another day for the ceremony. Offred stood there so beautifully, her red dress may not be her color, but it looks as it always does, ravishing. As we all silently pray I just look at her feet. They are not small, but not big either, they're more square than Elizabeth's. As the commander, Serena Joy, and Offred walk to the room, I close my eyes and imagine. I imagine myself as the commander, I am the one who gets to have sex with Offred. The only part I don't like about this scene is Serena Joy. Maybe if Offred was my wife, and we didn't have a handmaiden. Maybe if Elizabeth was still alive. 

Sometimes I envy the handmaidens. They get to have sex all the time. Although, I think that it might be a little embarrassing having to have sex whilst laying on top of a wife. I think using women just for children, is very dig-rating to them. I remember before, women were treated with respect, and they were equal to men, and I had a family. I miss the old times. I miss Elizabeth.

Assignment #1 Due March 27th

Hello my name is Nick. I am a Guardian for the Commander Fred. I stand a reasonable height of six feet three inches tall. I have short brown hair and chestnut eyes. In my spare time I work out. Also I love to write, I write short stories whenever I get the chance. Most nights I wake up in a cold sweat. Before the new regime, I had a family. I had a beautiful wife and one baby girl. In my dreams I see them at the end of a street. I am working, washing the car, but I see them. I scream their names, "Lizzy! Audrey!" I put down the hose and run towards them. When I am within five feet they disappear. This is when I wake, with little droplets of sweat glistening on my brow, and upper lip.