I went to a party, but I remembered everything you told me. You told me not to drink and I drank soda, even though everyone made jokes. But I really felt proud, just like you said I would. I wasn’t going to be drinking and driving, even though the others said it was no big deal. Now the party is ending and everyone is driving away, out of sight. I know I did the right thing; you were always right.
I started to drive away but when I pulled out into the road, the guy driving the other car didn’t see me. It hit me like a ton of bricks. When I was lying there on the pavement, I heard the policeman say, “The other one is drunk.” But now I’m the one who’s going to pay.
I’m lying here dying, mom. I wish you’d get here in time. How could this happen? My life just burst like a balloon. There’s blood all over, mostly mine. The paramedic says I’ll be gone soon. Tell my brother not to cry and tell Daddy to be brave. I swear I didn’t drink. All the others did. The guy who hit me was probably one of them. He’s walking now. I don’t think it’s fair. I’m lying on the road dying and all he can do is stare. I have one last question mom, before I say goodbye. I didn’t drink and drive. So why am I the one to die?
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