Facing The Wall
As a kid one of the punishments was to sit in the corner that faced the furthest wall in my parents bedroom. I hated this because it was a total isolation and there was no window in that corner. I remember feeling so bad for my actions that caused me not to be loved and sent away from the rest of my family. I guess the punishment succeeded because i didn't do whatever again but at the same time I was a weird kid and too thoughtful about the repercussions of my actions,. I guess I think too much.