never drink and drive

I went to 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 & drive, though some friends said I should. I knew I made a healthy choice & your advice to me was right as the party finally ended and the kids drove out of site. I got in to my own car, sure to get home in one piece, never knowing what was coming, some thing i expected least. Now I'm lying on the pavement. I can hear The policeman say, "THE KID THAT CAUSED THIS WREAK 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 & drive that i would have to die. so why do people do it, knowing that it ruins lives? but now the pain is cutting me like a hundred stabbing knifes. 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. someone should have taught him that its wrong to drink and drive. maybe if his mum and his dad had Id 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 mum, as I lie here and die. I Wish that i could say I LOVE YOU AND GOODBYE Source:i found this poem in the book "chicken soup"