"No. I won't do it."
Electra pouted, glaring upward at her equally frustrated father. "I ask you to do just one thing, and you refuse." She stuck her tounge out at him. "Shut UP, Daddy!" Her father picked her up and held her out infront of him, glaring into her eyes. "Don't you disrespect me like that." She kicked and yelled, "Mommy never was mean to me!" Her father flinched, and put her down quickly. "Don't speak of her." She yelled, "Why?! You never talk about her. She just suddenly dissapeared one day and you had blood on your clothes. What happened to her, daddy?" Her father, angered, put her in a box. She exclaimed, "What is this?" He growled, "Figure out how to get out of that box, because i'm not taking you out of there." He walked off. She, after yelling things a young child should not be yelling, calmed down a bit and tried to find a way out. After a while, she just sat and stared at the top of the box. "What am I going to do now...?"