Horrible Day

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This happened to me when I was 11. I’m a boy. Anyways, me, my parents, my 3 brothers, one older, let’s call him Kyle, and two younger, let’s call them Hunter and Bill, and my friends, let’s say they are Tim and Eric, were at my grandparents house. Anyways, they had told us not to run in the house.

Me, Eric, and my friends were playing on the computer when Hunter and Bill pulled my, Eric’s, and Tim’s hair really hard. He then started to run down the hallway, and we chased after him. He accidentally ran into a table, and tripped, falling over and breaking a big pot with a plant in it, right as we sort of fell on him, covering us all in dirt. My parents stormed up and were furious, but my grandma just asked us to come downstairs into the living room.

After we got there, she then asked us all to line up left to right. She told us she knew exactly what to do with us. She then noted that our clothes were all dirty. She told us to stand there and strip naked, so they could wash the clothes. We reluctantly did, and we covered our privates. She then however told us to keep our hands at our sides. She then called for my brother Kyle to come down and watch. She then asked me to come to her.

I finally walked to her. I was standing right in front of her when she picked me up and brought me over her knee. I tried to struggle, but couldn’t, and I got spanked 40 times. She then did that to each and every one of us. But that wasn’t it. She then made us walk outside, and we had to stand there. Meanwhile, she went inside, comming back out with my brother holding buckets and sponges. My grandma then made me step up again, and bathed me right in front of everyone. She then washed each and every one of us.

By this time, I had to go to the bathroom. But instead, she had us all come back inside. Before anything, she spanked me 20 more times each. She then made us close our eyes. All of a sudden, I felt like I was lifted, then put back down. I could feel that she did put something on me. When I could finally open my eyes, I was wearing a diaper. I really had to go to the bathroom too, but we couldn’t take off the diapers except if our parents did it. I tried to hold it for some reason. However, that didn’t really work well.

But that isn’t the worst part. The worst part is that my family took pictures. It was a horrible day! Why are grandparents so nice most of the time, but their punishments are always so mean?