An interesting thought then crossed Albert Lee's mind, as he thought to himself. 'I can easily forge myself a makeshift crude steel sword out from the processed metal of the drying pole.'

And lying around in the top left-hand corner of the back garden, leaning against the brown painted wooden fence wall, was an old unused rusted metal window fence. The white paint having mostly chipped off, pretty rusted, after the gradual tearing and being long exposed to the weathering of the outside environment for many years.

"Hey, dad! Come over here for a sec!" Albert Lee said, calling his father towards his current location, as he then quickly points to the rusted old metal window fence lying in the corner of the garden.

"Oh, that." His father nonchalantly said, as he then suddenly began recalling something from the past. "I'm almost completely forgotten about it and would have left it to forever rust in the back garden if you didn't suddenly bring it up to me. And also..."

His father then proceeded to ask him a question. "Do you remember the incident that happened more than half a decade ago when you had just started your freshman high school years?"

Albert Lee then thought to himself. 'Something that happened to me more than a decade ago, that involves the need to barricade the house with a metal window fence. A window. A broken window.'

It was then that something suddenly clicked withinside Albert Lee's brain, as he began to remember something, the vivid memories then flashes right before his very eyes. He then screams out loud, "That's right. The robbery, to be more exact it is a house burglary. Someone broke into our house, breaking in and entry, by breaking the old latch in the living room window with a crowbar."

'I don't remember much at that time, as it was years ago, when I was still around twelve years old or so, at the time.' He thought so to himself before continuing, 'My parents were out and about, whilst me and my younger brother were in the hands of my parent's friend's house, lounging about watching television, mostly cartoons and kids shows.'

'But when it was already dark out, roughly around midnight, my parents came to pick us up and we all went home.' He thought.

'However, when he got there, we quickly discovered that the front door was unlocked, as the door locks and the metal door handle were clearly missing. And a small chunk of the door was missing, almost like it was cut through by a razor-sharp chainsaw.' Albert Lee thought so, remembering things in vivid detail like they just somehow happened yesterday.

Continuing on from where we left off, 'And on the floor, there was a note written by the police informing us that our house was completely robbed, burglarized.'

'Everything that was of value was completely taken. My parent's cash, jewellery, my mom's handbag, etc.' There was a short pause, taking his time to remember what the thieves stole from him. 'They took my Nintendo DSi XL with the R4 card, my pocket money that I was steadily saving up, and what else.'

'As we went upstairs, we quickly discovered that there was a kitchen knife left laying about on the floor, next to the bed. It would seem that took one of the kitchen knives from the kitchen in an attempt to arm themselves.' He thought, scrutinizing his brows for a sec, whilst remembering something unpleasant.

'However, fortunately, for them, we weren't at all at home. So it was easy for the picking for them.' He thought so to himself.

'According to the old black neighbours who used to live next door, the robbers broke in the first time to steal whatever that was valuable and at value. And sometime later, a couple of hours has passed, seeing as how we didn't immediately return to the house. They then came back to completely ransacked and take whatever that is of monetary value.' Albert Lee thought so to himself.

And then he clearly remembered something, 'At the time, me and my younger brother were quite scared. So we slept together, next together in our parent's room, whilst mom and dad were downstairs patiently waiting for the handyman sent by the city council to replace the broken door and window.'

A thought suddenly crossed his mind, as he then asks his father about it. "If you had bought this metal window fence in the first place, then why not use it, instead of leaving it to the side to rust and slowly break down."

"Well, at the time, it may have seemed like a good idea, but when put in place sort of made the house look more like a cage, which we don't like." Albert Lee's father nonchalantly said, as he then shrugs the whole thing off.

He continues, "And the new windows were alot more secured, almost impossible to break in with a crowbar by destroying the window latches unless you forcefully break the glass window to gain entry."

"And a few years later, they completely revamped the old neighbourhood by installing much newer windows and doors, thereby giving it somewhat of a new look." His father said.

Albert Lee then added and suggested an idea which they could immediately implement, "Why not install the metal window fence on the ground floor windows now so that potential thieves and burglarers won't get in."

"Alright then." Albert Lee's father immediately saw no reason to reject his son's idea of fortifying the house, as it would help them in the long run.

"Can you go and the metal window fences in the back garden, and I go and get the hand drill & tools from the cupboard." His father said, giving him simple instructions on what to do from now on.

"I'm on it." Albert Lee nonchalantly replied, without a second thought.

He then proceeded to run towards the backside in the left-hand corners of the back garden, and picked up the two rusty old metal window fences, by grabbing ahold of one of the metal fence bars that is attached to the main part of the rusty old metal fence.

The two rusty old metal window fences were easily lifted off from the ground, almost like they didn't weigh anything.

The two rusty old metal window fences are made from solid steel and are not hollow inside, but mostly flat metal bars, weighing at most two to three kilograms approximately each as an estimation. Without properly being measured by a measuring device.

Albert Lee then easily carried two rusty old metal window fences to the house, which was about roughly twelve meters away, which was not really that far away.

And it took Albert Lee's father less than five minutes each to install one of the old rusty metal window fences to the windows on the ground floor. Drilling holes into each of the corners of the rusty old metal fences and the brick wall with the hand drill, and driving screws into them.

And afterwards, Albert Lee's father then proceeded to nail several reusable plywoods against the window glass regions of the front and back doors.

This is to prevent the intruders in the case of breaking the glass window of the doors and trying to unlock the doors from the other side. Which has happened several times in the past, but not to the Lee family's house, but in much poorer neighbourhoods where the streets and areas are not safe.

Albert Lee then asks his father, "So how long do you think the old rusty metal fences would last?"

And his father responded with, "I don't know, with the old rusty metal window fences being in poor condition, possibly a couple of weeks perhaps. But when compared to other houses. It would make it less likely for the intruders to target our house than others, as we are more securely defended than others, which should certainly deter them for a bit."

"Alright, then." Albert Lee then gave a short response to his father before heading upstairs to his room.

Along the way, he saw his own father's room and suddenly remembered something.

He loudly uttered, "Dad, there is a window that you forgot to board up. There is a small overhang on the front door which would allow people to climb up outside and possibly break one of the two-bedroom windows to break into the house."

"Alright, then!" Albert Lee's father said, as he then immediately went upstairs to board up the window that is the most closest to the overhang over the front door.

Albert Lee then enters his room, and sat down on his computer chair, thereby switching on the desktop laptop from standby.

Seeing as how the live video group chat was still ongoing, and he has already left the live group video chat. So they need to restart the live group video chat over again for him to be able to join the live group video call.

Albert Lee then readily types into the group chat that 'I'm back!' In order to get a response over from his old high school friends.