Chapter 8

David

"Why did you do that David Griffin!" Mama yelled.

I shudder under her stare with my knees shaking. I gulped as tears stream down my face.

"I didn't mean to Mama, I swear!" I cried.

"I'm so very disappointed, we taught you better." She yelled.

"No mama no!" I screamed.

"Go get papa's belt." She pointed at the door.

My eyes went wide opened, I threw myself on the floor crying even louder. "Nooooooo! I'm so sorry!" I wailed.

Deborah was seating by the coffee table she had started crying too, Mama didn't like that not at all. She picked me up by my arm and dragged me upstairs.

Her grip was tight, it hurt me, I tried to pull on her finger but received a painful swat on the butt, it only made my fake tears worst. I didn't want to get punish. I was throwing a tantrum.

"I'm tired of your tantrum! No more David! No more!" She said as she pulled me. She shove me lightly in my room with her standing in front of me.