This letter was written in responce to a program called 'Every 15 Minutes.'
It deals with alcohol related crashes and the victims.
|
Hey mom,
I just became a statistic. Every 15 minutes a person in the U.S.
dies in an alcohol related crash. I just made it reality. I have
become a part of the nameless famous. I have become a number.
I have become a reason to save young lives, like mine. So be proud
of me mom, because I�m not proud of myself. I just died, and left
all the good things in my life behind. I have abandoned you, and all
the people I care about. I have broken the promise of life.
And I�m sorry. I didn�t want to leave you with my corpse. I didn�t
want you to cry over my lifeless body. I didn�t want you to call my
father, boyfriend, or sister just to tell them when they could see my
shell for the last time. I didn�t want to see tears stain their
cheeks. I didn�t want them to curse the world for my departure.
I didn�t want them to question the God they believe in.
I should have stayed here, with you. I�m not content watching through
the window looking at your shaking form. I want to give you a hug
and say I�m here for you. It�s not enough for you to look at me and
ask why. It�s not enough for me to look back. I shouldn�t have
died. But I did. And because of this, I have become a statistic,
I have become a nameless famous, and I have become a number.
Your loving daughter,
Christine.
|
|