Silence. Water smothered their surroundings. A faint silver line separated the blue coming from the sky and the rippled liquid mirror. Sheila sighed, naked without her electronics. Her capturer refused to let her paddle, nothing to do but sit. The lack of personal space triggering anxiety. She could be on her X-box playing Mind Craft or on Snapchat showing off her new gold ankle bracelet. Instead, she suffered a slow torture. Screams would only echo. Death awaited. Her fingers fidgeted. What lies beneath the raft? Swimming monsters waiting to be fed?
The man stopped paddling. Sheila’s heart pounded. No, it couldn’t be happening not after all her hard work.
“I’ll be good.”
Tears sprung and trickled along her cheeks. This is how it ends. Monster. He pulled a bag from between his feet and unzipped the zipper. His weight tilted the boat as he dumped the contents into nature’s bin; her laptop, mobile phone and gaming system clunked as they hit the barrier and sank.
“I warned you this would happen if you didn’t limit your screen time.”
Life over, Sheila vowed never to speak to her father again. Christmas changed her tune.
(195 Words)
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Yipes!!
That was extreme!
But effective :).
Aye aye!
Ha ha ha. Monster indeed 🙂
Ah the mind of youths
Haha a lesson that needs to be learned – although quite a harsh way to learn it!
I had friends as a kid who had this sort of punishment inflicted. It horrified me lol.
Wow…that was kind of extreme…lol
Such a waste!
At least Dad cared.
Some punishment for Shiela! I guess this serves here right. Too much screen time, an addiction.
A caring parent is better than an uncaring one.
I would HATE that punishment, so I can understand the girl’s torture! What a monster that man is! I’d be crying for weeks.
On the other hand, it was funny! Good job!
Joke’s on Dad, she probably backed everything up to the cloud. But still it made me cringe writing it lol. Thanks for the feedback.
I feel like this kind of thing is what separates generations. I remember growing up without a lot of technologies (I’m young, but we were poor and had no cable, internet, or cell phone service). When you don’t have it at all, you don’t see why it’s such a lifeline for others, and the punishment doesn’t seem so harsh. I love looking at things like how generational gaps occur.
I sometimes wonder if the younger generation know about non-electronical entertainment. When I was a kid things like camping and bike riding were big thing. Safer times meant we could go off and explore. We created our own fun.
I hope they both can learn moderation.
I hope that the TV went over the side also. I can recall living in a house that had no electricity or internal water supply!
Sink the boat! 🙂