Post by Ellen Banks on Sept 19, 2014 14:22:43 GMT -6
Ah, the old familiar places….
Ellen sighed as he see sat down at the ground making sure to feel around with her hands in the pitch darkness that she was wasn’t about to sit in something that she was would prefer not to sit in anytime soon, fortunately she was quite familiar with the dim lighting of the entire Banks Basement due to her years spend in here, when she was young she would freak out at the position she was in, But now Ellen was just bored. Her father really needed to think of new ideas to punish his children. Sure being locked in the basement was scary when she was about ten. But at 18, he had to think of more creative punishments.
Admittedly the darkness of the basement scared her when she was a child that’s what made it such an effective punishment. The settling of heart, the creaking of the house, she always imagined some horrible monster looming in the very darkness, waiting to eat little girls. Phil Banks seeing a perfect chance for a punishment for his child and locked her in there for a certain amount of time (Depending how long it took him to calm down)
In a way Ellen was grateful for it, after all it was kind of a like a parent tossing a child who was afraid of the water into the deep end of a pool. She was forced to face her fears head on and though it took a long time she found the monsters were nothing to fear. And she viewed the experience as a positive one on the whole.
Now, it was a tad bit annoying…
She should have really seen it coming, even now she didn’t know what made her lose it like the way she had done towards her father, she more then anyone else knew how to deal with her father by now. Silence, and passive nodding. That was the best way to deal with him. So why would he be so stupid.
When Ellen got a phone call to come home for lunch she wasn’t overly concerned, whatever it was that he wanted, she could just come back to the school when he had finished, this wasn’t the first time he had done this. So she sat in his father’s study with him. A terribly uncomfortable room which always seemed to smell like it was sterilized on an daily basis, with walls that always seemed to close in on her the more and more she spent inside it but she had gotten used to it. The reason was Benny, he was getting various awkward questions about his family so Ellen was charged to talk to him about it. Ellen was barely listening when her father abruptly told her to take the scarf off, Ellen had backed away and refused and for heer trouble she was told to stop acting like a child it was just getting silly at this point and eventually she needed to take it off, so don’t get emotional and hand it over Ellen then said something, she couldn’t remember what it was, it was something said purely in the heat of the moment and before she knew it. She could feel the all too familiar feeling of his fathers hands painfully digging into her arm as she was hurled into the room and the door locked behind her.
He couldn’t stay mad for long. It was a matter of waiting either Ellen takes off the scarf or she could wait till her father calmed down.
She might as well make herself comfortable.
Ellen sighed as he see sat down at the ground making sure to feel around with her hands in the pitch darkness that she was wasn’t about to sit in something that she was would prefer not to sit in anytime soon, fortunately she was quite familiar with the dim lighting of the entire Banks Basement due to her years spend in here, when she was young she would freak out at the position she was in, But now Ellen was just bored. Her father really needed to think of new ideas to punish his children. Sure being locked in the basement was scary when she was about ten. But at 18, he had to think of more creative punishments.
Admittedly the darkness of the basement scared her when she was a child that’s what made it such an effective punishment. The settling of heart, the creaking of the house, she always imagined some horrible monster looming in the very darkness, waiting to eat little girls. Phil Banks seeing a perfect chance for a punishment for his child and locked her in there for a certain amount of time (Depending how long it took him to calm down)
In a way Ellen was grateful for it, after all it was kind of a like a parent tossing a child who was afraid of the water into the deep end of a pool. She was forced to face her fears head on and though it took a long time she found the monsters were nothing to fear. And she viewed the experience as a positive one on the whole.
Now, it was a tad bit annoying…
She should have really seen it coming, even now she didn’t know what made her lose it like the way she had done towards her father, she more then anyone else knew how to deal with her father by now. Silence, and passive nodding. That was the best way to deal with him. So why would he be so stupid.
When Ellen got a phone call to come home for lunch she wasn’t overly concerned, whatever it was that he wanted, she could just come back to the school when he had finished, this wasn’t the first time he had done this. So she sat in his father’s study with him. A terribly uncomfortable room which always seemed to smell like it was sterilized on an daily basis, with walls that always seemed to close in on her the more and more she spent inside it but she had gotten used to it. The reason was Benny, he was getting various awkward questions about his family so Ellen was charged to talk to him about it. Ellen was barely listening when her father abruptly told her to take the scarf off, Ellen had backed away and refused and for heer trouble she was told to stop acting like a child it was just getting silly at this point and eventually she needed to take it off, so don’t get emotional and hand it over Ellen then said something, she couldn’t remember what it was, it was something said purely in the heat of the moment and before she knew it. She could feel the all too familiar feeling of his fathers hands painfully digging into her arm as she was hurled into the room and the door locked behind her.
He couldn’t stay mad for long. It was a matter of waiting either Ellen takes off the scarf or she could wait till her father calmed down.
She might as well make herself comfortable.