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 soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would. I didnâ€™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 finally ending, Mom, and everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew Iâ€™d get home in one piece, because of the way you raised me â€“ so responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road, the other car didnâ€™t see me, Mom â€“ and hit me like a load.
As I lie here on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say â€œThe other guy is drunk,â€ Mom, and now Iâ€™m the one who will pay. Iâ€™m lying here dying, Mom. I wish youâ€™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, Iâ€™ll â€œdie in a short timeâ€.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didnâ€™t drink. It was the others, Mom. The others didnâ€™t think. He was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is he drank â€“ and I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. Iâ€™m feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I donâ€™t think itâ€™s fair. Iâ€™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, Mom, put â€œDaddyâ€™s Girlâ€ on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. Iâ€™m becoming very scared. Please donâ€™t cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say â€œGood-byeâ€. I didnâ€™t drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
. . . by Eugina Depasse