Imagine for just one moment, your Mother drawn to her front door after a friend tells her that an ambulance has arrived at the neighbours house. Upon coming outside, your Mother is approached by two ambulance officers who she hesitantly ask's ; " Does this have anything to do with my Son?" The ambulance officers reply "Are you Mrs ____?" Your Mothers heart sinks as she answers "Yes." It is then your Mother is told that ; "I am sorry but your son has passed away" Imagine your Mothers eye's as they are directed to look over to the parked car in the neighbours driveway, where she can see her son's legs slumped out of the drivers side door. " A DRUG OVERDOSE " she is told. " Nothing more can be done, as your son died sometime within the last 12 hours. The police and coroner will need to attend." Imagine your Mother having to make the telephone calls to your sisters to tell them of your passing. Imagine your family hearing the thumping noises as the coroner and police pull your lifeless body from out of the car. Imagine your Mother and your Sisters identifying your body half zipped up in a body bag only metres from your Mothers front door. Imagine them howling , crying and kissing your ice cold face... Imagine them shooing the flies from your body as you lay there dead and your family is left asking why??? - NOW STOP IMAGINING - cause this aint' no fictional story here.... The Mother you are reading about above, is my Mother... And I am the sister of the brother who is dead... 'Gavin was only 25 years old' "If you too, like my brother feel that you are immortal and that this could never happen to you Just remember Gavin's Story and ask yourself this next time you want to get off your face - Is it worth the high ? Is it worth the pain and suffering you will leave your family to deal with once your dead ? And finally, do you really want to be remembered this way ?" |
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