The Time of my Greatest Fear

I felt my breathe getting heavier and heavier. I felt my heart about to pound out of my chest but yet I was calm. Once my brother and I had done something really bad, but the memory of what we had done is vague. We were in so much trouble and my father had told us to meet him in the basement to get spanked with a paddle. At that time I was about 10 years old and my brother was 12 so we were so afraid of my father. My father was like a horror movie, a nightmare, and a haunted house in one so you can only imagine the kind of fear my brother and I had. My brother and I had come up with a plan so that it wouldn't hurt when we got spanked. We put on a numerous amount of underwear to protect our behinds. I was so afraid that we were going to get caught so my heart began to pound and I started to breathe heavy but in my mind I was calm because I knew if we didn't get caught that my spanking wasn't going to hurt. We heard my fathers foot steps walking heavily down the stairs and each heavy step that he took my heart would beat harder and harder. I felt tears coming down my cheeks because I was so afraid and when I finally saw him my tears were uncontrollable. When it was time to get spanked my brother went first and he didn't get caught so I knew I wasn't gonig to get caught either. I felt like laughing when it was over because I was so fearful of my dad and we didn't even get caught. I know it was bad to lie. I learned that there is no easy way to get out of consequences. I just have to stand up and own up to my mistakes. That was my most fearful day.