It was two o'clock in the morning when the phone rang. It was Deasia, and she found herself in a tight spot again.
"Selah, I need you to come get me from Jim's house," her friend said, whispering on the other line.
Selah crept to the cracked door of her bedroom to see if her parents were asleep.
"Okay, I'm on my way. Look for my dad's car. He's asleep so we have to hurry," Selah said ending the call.
When she got back, her parents were awoke. Noticing that they left the door open, Selah trembled as she walked in the house. Defending herself and raising her voice at her mother, the old skill of discipline eased into her mother's mind.
Her mother grabbed her and beat her with her house shoe. Feeling the heat and pain, Selah's mother had put the fear of God in her child. At this moment in Selah's mind, everything began to add up. Selah now knew that there would be consequences for her actions and she was now prone not to make the same mistakes. As Selah grew older, she became successful, all because of that one beating. She knew her mother cared because her mother explained to her what life would be like if she didn't discipline her. Now that Selah was older, she was very grateful that her mother took the time to care. After that life learned lesson, Selah began to take advantage of every opportunity that she got to be a better person in life and make better decisions. When she became the first female president of her university, she went back and thanked her mother and they reflected on the past. Prone to make better decisions, her new motives were to follow in her mother's footsteps and hope that her children would not make the same mistakes that she had made. In every wrong path, she reflected back to that one beating and decided to take a better route.
The End.
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