This makes me so angry

[sara1998]

Maria's Story Minute....

It was Easter Sunday. I was 5. We were at my very religious great aunt's house, with my very religious grandmother, and my not-at-all religious folks. Here I was, prim and proper in Easter clothes, coloring, quietly, alone, in my book. I must have gotten out of the lines, because I erupted, threw the book and crayons, and loudly yelled "F*CK IT".
I did not get soap.
I did not get hot sauce.
I got my ass beat with the belt.

That is so taboo these days, but a little "reinforcement" every now and again won't hurt. I don't remember this incident at all.