Lizzie never leaves her room. If she were in trouble I'd make her sit in the living room or go outside or talk to human beings.

Somehow my parents never twigged to the fact that I *wanted* to be sent to my room so I could read until I was in high school. It reinforced my anti-social tendencies. But I was also smart enough to protest. My mom figured it out though, just like Lizzie's. 

My mom did too. Lizzie's only mistake was to tell he she was paying attention...