Sad story

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 Thought I would share this story I received
in the mail today.  

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From: jesusfreak7@juno.com (RHENAE K FRITH)
 
>>>>>                       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 didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I 
>should.
>>>>>
>>>>>   I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you were always 
>right.
>>>>>   Now the party is finally 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, so responsible and sweet.
>>>>>
>>>>>   I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road
>>>>>   the other car didn't see me, Mom, and 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 probably at the same party as I.
>>>>>   The only difference is he drank and I will die.
>>>>>
>>>>>   Why do people drink, Mom?  It can ruin your whole life.
>>>>>   I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
>>>>>   The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think 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, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" 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.  I'm becoming 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 good bye.
>>>>>   I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
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