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MidReal Story
Punishment's Unexpected Consequences
Scenario:12 year old girl get sleep injection as punishment from mom but she doesn't want it so her. mom and brother hold her and her sister give her the sleep injection in her buttock
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Emily Carter
12yearold girl,punished by her mother for misbehavior,close relationship with her sister and brother but strained with her mother,petite with curly brown hair and bright green eyes that sparkle with mischief,determined and resilient.
Michael Carter
17yearold brother of Emily who helps hold her down for the injection due to their mother's demands,struggles between sibling love and parental authority; muscular build with short dark hair and intense brown eyes that hide his own fears.
Mrs. Carter
mother of Emily who administers the sleep injection as punishment; strict disciplinarian who believes in harsh measures for discipline; statuesque figure with sharp features and cold grey eyes that exude authority.
I was lying on my bed, and my brother and mother were holding me down.
My sister was standing over me with a needle in her hand.
It was a sleep injection, and my mother had decided that I needed to be punished.
I had been misbehaving lately, and she thought that this would teach me a lesson.
I was crying, and I felt like I was about to be murdered.
My brother had his weight on my chest, and even though he was only 17, he was very strong.
My mother was also on top of me with all of her weight.
She had one hand on my forehead, and the other was holding my arm down.
My sister just kept staring at me with tears in her eyes.
She was shaking, and I could tell that she didn't want to do it.
But she was too scared to disobey my mother.
I was screaming and struggling, but it was no use.
My brother and mother were too strong.
They had me pinned down, and I couldn't move.
I looked up at my sister, and I saw the needle coming closer and closer.
I screamed even louder, and I tried to struggle again.
But my brother and mother just held me tighter.
My sister's hand was shaking, and she looked like she was about to drop the needle.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and I could tell that she felt bad for me.
But she didn't do anything to stop it.
She just kept staring at me as the needle came closer and closer.
I closed my eyes, and I waited for it to be over.
But then I heard a loud crash from outside my room.
It sounded like someone had broken something in the hallway.
My sister jumped, and she dropped the needle on my bed.
My brother and mother looked up at her in surprise, and they loosened their grip on me slightly.
I took advantage of the distraction, and I struggled free from their grasp.
I jumped up from the bed, and I ran out of my room as fast as I could.
I didn't look back until I was at the front door of our house.
When I turned around, my family was standing in the hallway behind me with angry looks on their faces.
"Emily!" my mother yelled after me. "You have to come back here!"
