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Please note that the memories and artwork contained herein are copyrighted 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 |
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For some reason Elza, Lothar, and our little brother want to show me something in one of the guest bedrooms. Elza and little Bolko lead the way with Lothar following behind me. The room is as normal as ever with a large dark wood dressing cabinet to the doorway's direct left. The bed with a white bedspread is up against the wall with brass head board and low brass foot board. The window is across the room and the curtains are of a light color and light is cheerfully shining in. There is some kind of piece of furniture standing beneath the window. As you enter a dark walnut? wood dresser with mirror is directly to the right against the wall. I keep thinking that the walls are either painted or wallpapered with a pale pastel sea green color. I hear the door shut suddenly behind me and sense that something is amiss. Lothar has locked the door and Elza and Bolko have grabbed a hold on my wrists. We are all dressed in good clothes. Elza is dressed in a white dress and her hair is especially nice. Lothar is wearing a white shirt and brown wool knickers and I am wearing long tan colored wool slacks with a crisp white shirt. It may have been a holiday or after church. Elza and Bolko pull me towards the foot of the bed and Lothar, being about the same size as I am pushes me over the foot of the bed. Elza and Bolko jump on the bed and hold my arms spread out across the bed while Lothar proceeds to tie my legs to the bottom of the bed so that I am in a bent over position. I can't seem to get out of the position because my arms are pulled apart in such a manner that I can't get any leverage. Not even against Bolko. I'm stuck and I know it. Bolko gives Lothar annoying suggestion, which Lothar takes. I inform the others as I struggle that as the first born son that I am heir and should not be treated in such a manner. This was not a good tactic because it only increased their resolve to punish me for some unknown reason. Lothar proceeds to whack me me across the butt with something, I do not know what, but it hurt. It also surprised me that he hit me so hard. I try a new tactic. I know that Elza and Bolko are not the master minds of this little plot and inform them I won't get revenge on them if they let me go now. I get whacked again, and no luck in convincing my siblings to let me go. I decide that I shall have to simply endure this until I can get free and get revenge later. Lothar whacks me again and it hurts. I glance up at Elza and I think she is having a change of heart. Then he whacks me again and I hear the door rattle and open. Elza's and Bolko's expression change to that of horror and shock. I turn my head to see a woman dressed in a brown dress with her hair conservatively pulled back come into the room. Bolko and Elza let go of my arms immediately. I am absolutely embarrassed that she had to come in. The woman says something and Bolko flees and Elza leaves quickly while Lothar caught red handed remains with the instrument of punishment in his hands. I think this woman is a nanny or governess. I'm not sure, but none of us were too fond of this woman. I, personally, am mortified that she had to come in. I would have rather had gotten out of it on my own than have her come in. I can't get up because of the way Lothar tied my legs. She orders him to untie me. I get up and reorganize my clothing. I say absolutely nothing to anyone. I don't think I talked to anyone for the rest of the day. Being ambushed by a girl and two little brothers was humiliation enough for one day. I also don't think I talked to Lothar for a couple of days. As a matter of fact I think I left for school a day or two after that, which makes me believe that Lothar planned it so I couldn't get revenge on him. Clever little monster. As to why they did it, I get the vague impression that I may have been rude to Elza earlier and made her cry about something. |
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