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His Father sat up in his chair then spoke, "Your punishment, due to your actions, I do believe should be a big one. So, your punishment is going to be that I cannot have you do jobs or volunteering, not even community services. I cannot ground you either, so your punishment will hurt, but the pain will make you listen." He stopped talking and then called for one of the servants, "Richard bring me the rod from my room"

Now twelve year old a was very unhappy he knew he should never have touch his father's rifle. Oh how bad he had been plus he did not even know the rifle.was loaded and he accidentally shot his younger brother, lucky for him the doctor said the boy would be fine.

Richard then returned

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to the room with a long, wooden rod in his hands. He handed it respectfully to the boy's father, who examined it briefly before turning his attention back to his son.

"Stand up," his father commanded sternly. The twelve-year-old reluctantly stood, his eyes downcast and his body tense with anticipation.

His father approached him slowly, gripping the rod tightly in his hand. The weight of the punishment settled heavily in the air, making the boy's heart pound with fear and regret.

"Your carelessness could have cost your brother his life," his father said, his voice full of disappointment and anger. "You need to understand the severity of your actions and the consequences they carry."

With that, his father raised the rod high above his head and brought it down forcefully onto the boy's outstretched palm. A sharp pain shot through his hand, causing him to wince and bite his lip to stifle a cry.

His father continued to administer several more painful strikes with the rod, each one leaving red welts on the boy's palm and reinforcing the severity of his actions. The punishment felt relentless, and tears welled up in the boy's eyes, though he refused to let them fall.

Finally, his father stopped and stepped back, breathing heavily. The room fell silent, the only sound being the boy's rapid breathing and the faint creaking of the chair as his father settled back into it.

"You will remember this pain," his father said, his voice filled with both anger and concern. "It will serve as a reminder of the consequences of your reckless behavior. Use this experience to grow and learn, and never make such a mistake again."

The boy nodded, his hand throbbing with pain. He felt a mixture of shame, regret, and understanding wash over him. He had learned his lesson, and from that day forward, he vowed to be more responsible and mindful of his actions.

As time passed, the welts on his hand faded, but the memory of that punishment remained etched in his mind. It had indeed hurt, but it had also taught him a valuable lesson about the weight of his actions and the importance of accountability.

From that point forward, the boy worked hard to earn back his father's trust, taking every opportunity to prove that he had learned from his mistake. The pain of the punishment had transformed into determination and a newfound sense of responsibility.