What was your most embarrassing punishment?

Here's mine: One day, my friend came over. He was a boy and I had a crush on him. I was 9 and so was he. He beat me at connect 4. I was really mad! I started screamin'. I was just playin' though but my mom thought I was Throwing a fit! Having a tantrum. She told me to sit in the corner. I was embarrassed already. Then my brother which knew that I liked him saw me and pulled my pants down and ran away with them! He was 13. I was SO MAD! I chased him but he went outside where my mom was. I guess she thought I was going to the bathroom without her permission. She carried me over her shoulder and put me back in the corner. I was trying to tell her what happened but she wouldn't listen. As she was carrying me, my underwear fell off 2! She sat me back in the corner that seemed like hours! She said that I had 2 choices to get out of it. Choice 1: Stay like this for 20 more minutes. Choice 2: Wear nothing but a diper for the rest of the day. I chose #2. I wish I chose #1.

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i used to skip class in 7th grade a lot. my mom found out and worked out a deal with the principal. one day my mom drove me to school and walked me to class. she sat down and held my hand the whole time! she was even in her pajamas. the worst part is, every guy in that class came up to me the next day and told me they thought my mom was hot. NO LIE! it was so embarrassing! im so glad i moved cross country.
'mine was me and my bff were throwing spit balls in front of the class room (we were sitting on the back) when the teacher saw us she told us to stand in front of the whole class and apoligize!!
after all of that we had to go to the princepal's office for the rest of the day!!!
My sister and I had been at each other for weeks. We were always careful not to be caught fighting (in our own special ways) but one fateful day Mom happened to be gone shopping, and Dad was on "the john" when we got into a BIG fight. Not just a girlie fight with name-calling and nasty looks, but fists flying, hair pulling, etc. So, dad heard us, and was not only pissed that we were fighting...again...but that he'd been "interrupted" in the midst of his Stephen King novel.
My father was always a creative fellow...and punishing my sister and I was a great opportunity. Instead of just grounding us, which probably wouldn't have made a difference, anyway, he made us move in together. All we had was one mattress each, clothes for a week, and each other.(I think he got his inspiration from "The Parent Trap"...only less "Disney-ish") We had to do EVERYTHING together. We couldn't see our friends without the other tagging along (she's 4 years older than me), we ate together, did our homework together...the only time we had any solace was in the bathroom or at school. Talk about hell week.
It's all worked out, though, my sister is the best friend I could ask for, and we get along as long as we're not living under the same roof. (She lives 4 hours away on an air force base, and I live with my husband and three children)
I am the oldest with 2 younger brothers. When we would fight, my mom would make us all sit on the couch and hold hands. She made us do it even when our friends were over. So we would schweeze each others hands. That was bad because if we screamed, we had to start our time over. I am pretty close with my brothers now. We are 28, 26 and 22. I am glad my mom made us do that. We are better people because of it, I think.
My dad used to make us put our nose to the wall as a time out. One day we went across the street to our friends house without asking and he made all four of us line up with our noses to the garage door in plain sight of all the neighbor kids playing outside.
c'mon, you're really trolling, right?
I was 5 years old and was at my Dad's Mom's house. My grandma and grandpa and their neighbors and my Great Grandma was there and i was VERY shy. My sister was 8 and i accidentally stepped on her foot. She told my mom and my sister was like this " Mommy! Heather stepped on my foot! ON PURPOSE!" And then my mom was like this " Im sure Heather didnt mean to step on your foot Jessi." But she gave me 3 seconds to say sorry and i was tellin the story and she was still counting and the 3 seconds were up and i didnt say sorry yet then she spanked me and i cried then i finally said sorry for no stupid reason and then i was SOOOOO embarrased.

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