Author's note: in this chapter, I run from a spanking and find out the hard way that running isn't recommended. This chapter is dedicated to bubba Dennis. Hope you like it, bubba !
Age: 12
My pov
Yipes, footsteps. Should I run ? Yup, I think I will. I run out of my room, and go to one of my all time favorite hiding places. It's in my closet, one of the shelves. I climb up the shelf to the top. I tuck myself as far away from the edge as possible. I was able to outsmart bubba Dennis, the last thing I'd want is for him to find me. He's peeved at me. Wanna know why ? I might've sort of told him to go jump in a lake. He was being a nosy pain in the butt. It's not my fault I got a d in math class, there's cute guys in math. Bubba Dennis told me that I'd better pull my grade up, or I'd be not sitting. I just hope he hasn't seen my report card. If so, I'm mega huge busted. Then again, he's gotta find me. I don't plan to come out, because I like being able to sit down.
6:45
it's the next morning, I still haven't come out. I decide to come down from the shelf in my closet, and get ready for school. I need a shower, and I've gotta be at school by 8:00. I climb down, and get an outfit laid out for school. Walking to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and wait. And wait. And wait some more. It doesn't get warm. I eventually get annoyed and decide to suck it up and take a cold shower. I stay in it long enough to get my hair clean, and that's it.
Back in my bedroom
I walk in and yipes ! Yipes ! Big huge yipes ! Mega yipes ! SOS ! Bubba Dennis is sitting on my bed with a wooden spoon. Yipes ! He sees me and before I can say oh crap, I'm upside down over his knees. Bubba Dennis goes hard and fast.
He lectures "I don't know where you went to last night, but you'd better never do it again. You had us all really worried, little sister. I can't believe you ran from me. Care to explain ? And don't you know that running isn't recommended, and that it gets you worse ? I wasn't planning on using this, you know."
I don't say anything, until I feel my towel going south. I grab the towel and bubba Dennis chuckles.
He laughs and says "little sister, you're funny. You do realize that won't stop me, right ?"
I shake my head, I didn't realize it wouldn't stop him. Bubba Dennis quits lecturing, letting the swats do all his talking for him. He lays 20 more, and the grand total is 30 swats and a crying twelve year old.
Author's note: did you like it, guys ? I tried !
