I went a birthday party

But I remembered what you said

You told me not to drink at all

So I had a Sprite instead

I felt proud of myself,

The way you said I would,

That I didn't choose to drink and drive

though some friends said I should

I knew I made a healthy choice and

Your advice to me was right

as the party finally ended

and the kids drove out of sight

I got into my own car,

Sure to get home in one peice

Never knowing what was coming,

something I expected least

Now I'm lying on the pavement

I can hear the policeman say,

"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"

His voice seems far away

My own blood is all around me,

as I try hard not to cry.

I can hear the paramedic say,

"This girl is going to die."

I'm sure the guy had no idea,

while he was flying high,

Because he chose to drink and drive,

that I would have to die.

So why do people do it,

knowing it ruins lives?

But now the pain is cutting me

like a hundred stabbing knives

Tell my sister not to be afraid

tell Daddy to be brave,

And when I go to Heaven to

put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Somebody should have taught him

that it's wrong to drink and drive

Maybe if his mom and dad had,

I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter

I'm getting really scared

These are my final moments,

and I'm so unprepared

I wish that you could hold me, Mom,

As I lay here and die,

I wish that I could say

I love you and good-bye.

Retold by Jane Watkins