DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
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DEATH OF AN INNOCENT

I went to a party, Mom,I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank a soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finnaly ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.Because of the way you raised me, Responsable and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled into the road, the other car didn't see me, Mom, it hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom,. I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom ? My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink . It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.

He was probaly at the same party as I. The only difference is that he drank and I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom ? It can ruin your whole life. I am feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't htink it's fair. I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, have them put " Daddy's Girl " on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I am becomming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom, When I needed you , you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom, before I say goodbye. I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die ?

Thanx Pat......

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