Taylor Jones felt guilty when she disobeyed her mother and learns a painful lesson for her actions.
My high school years have been academically challenging. So during my winter break, I was eager to enjoy a well-deserved hiatus from all the hard work. Who knew that my time off would be so educational?
I asked my mother if I could go hang out with some friends at the movie theatre. Despite her gut feeling that she should not let me go out that night, she decided because of my good grades and attitude first semester, I should have a good time.
My mom didn’t know I was picking up another friend, so I was feeling a little guilty. After the movie, with a midnight curfew steadily approaching, I quickly dropped off my friend so I could get home in time. Otherwise, I would be grounded for the rest of winter break. Racing the clock, I felt as if I had broken a million rules and was about to be punished for every single one of them in a slow and painful manner.
Moments later, I missed the exit to get off near my house. I swerved, crashed, and briefly blacked out! In that split second when I went off the road and before I banged my head on the steering wheel, all I could think about my mother — and how she always looks out for my best interest. When I awoke in my seat, thankfully unhurt, I swore from that day on that I would never disobey my mother, better yet my parents, ever again.