donaflora
Sometimes punishment can come with no words at all. I remember walking home from school for lunch in 3rd grade and stopping to have lunch with a friend on the way. By the time I got home I was Really late. My Mother said nothing at all, just threw me in the car and drove me back to school. That quiet was true punishment.
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