Replying to drinking and driving

i got sent this poem about drinking and driving.... i think that everyone should read it...

>I WENT TO A PARTY, MOM
>
>I went to a party,
>And remembered what you said.
>You told me not to drink Mom,
>So I had a sprite instead.
>
>I felt proud of myself,
>The way you said I would,
>That I didn't drink and drive,
>Though some friends said I should.
>
>I made a healthy choice,
>And your advice to me was right,
>The party finally ended,
>And the kids drove out of sight.
>
>I got into my car,
>Sure to get home in one piece,
>I never knew what was coming Mom,
>Something I expected least.
>
>Now I'm lying on the pavement,
>And I hear the policeman say,
>The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
>Mom, his voice seems far away.
>
>My own blood's 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,
>Now I would have to die.
>
>So why do people do it, Mom
>Knowing that it ruins lives?
>And now the pain is cutting me,
>Like a hundred stabbing knives.
>
>Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
>Tell daddy to be brave,
>And when I go to heaven,
>Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
>
>Someone should have taught him,
>That its wrong to drink and drive.
>Maybe if his parents had,
>I'd still be alive.
>
>My breath is getting shorter, Mom
>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 lie here and die.
>I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mom!'
>So I love you and good-bye.


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' live ski or die'

' i don't mind scars... they let people that i am not a prissy girl' jamie burge