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| Claire was twenty four; she was a kind and caring person. She went to Bedford College and it was her first day back. She left for college that morning then went to stay at a friend�s house. She had told her friend that she was going into town quickly to get her sister a birthday card. Time passed and it was late so her friend phoned the police. The police went round her house; whilst they were talking to the friend they received a phone call that a woman in her twenties had been rushed to the hospital. My mum got a phone call saying Claire had been rushed to Stoke Mandeville hospital, naturally we were shocked. Claire�s body and face looked like she had been hit by a bus. For about five days she lay there not moving, it was like her body was empty. We had to watch her lay there, we were helpless, and we couldn�t do anything. Claire was then moved to Bedford hospital in the intensive care unit. Eventually they gave her a room of her own so we could visit her and spend the time she had left with her. Claire was in hospital for a week and a half and on the 5th October she died. Claire wasn�t a heroin addict; she had done speed every so often. When she was tested previously, it had showed up negative for at least three months. Claire would never have taken heroin, but she didn�t know what she was being injected with. Look what drugs can do to you, you may survive the first time and end up dead the next. Trust no-one and be safe. The man, who injected Claire rang the ambulance, then ran off. She was already dead, but the paramedics shocked her. Her brain had been starved of oxygen for so long she was brain damaged. You always think that this type of thing happens to other people. But it doesn�t. Verdict of death: heroin over dose. Written by Claire�s sister Hayley |
| LIFE Life isn�t just full of hurt and pain, Not everybody�s life is the same, Some people get through life, Some people get through it alright, Sometimes I think I will, That depends on how I feel. All the things I�ve been through, Only if my friends and family knew. I�m only still here because the people I love, Because what they�ve been through � that�s enough. I love my family and friends so much, For the past few years we�ve had a lot of bad luck. Losing my sister put us in so much pain, Watching her in that bed nearly turned me insane. I still can�t believe she�s gone, I wish it wasn�t her � we were just wrong I spend so much time wondering if God�s real, Does he even care how I feel? If he did, why take my sisters life? What does he want? Me to stab myself with a knife? But I�m scared of dying, In case there�s no heaven; everyone is lying. I wish I could see her one more time, Is this just another of my stupid rhymes? I just wanna see her face, I wanna run after her � is my whole life gonna be a race? Racing from my anger, Racing from my fear, Will I ever run fast enough to outrun my falling tears? Sometimes I feel I wanna die, I just tell myself that�s a lie, I�m only a teenager, I�ve been through more than a sixty year old can�t even relate to. Just cause I looked like this, I still need a hug and a kiss, I�ve still got a loving heart, I�m not just a stupid tart. Just cause I might have smoked dope, Don�t mean I�m strong and can cope, Sometimes I wake up hoping to die, I could tell you that from the look in my eye. Then I have great days, I think my problems are just a faze? Sometimes I feel like popping some pill and drinking a bottle of Rum. But then I stop and think about my mum. Why is my life so lame? I try to find someone to blame, Sometimes I blame myself, And try to damage my health. Everyone says we all die sometime, I wish that was a lie, I wish we lived for eternity, Cause then I�d be with my family see. Sometimes I feel I wanna take drugs, But I just need a hug. I really miss Claire, The world is just so unfair When is it all gonna end? When am I gonna find a true friend? Why do they make me feel how I feel? I thought God was meant to heal. Soon I�m gonna be in depression, I need to let out my aggression, I�m only here because my family and those I love, Why has my life been so tough? This world is just full of murder and killing, Not enough of God�s healing. Too much of my family and friends dying, Too much where people are fighting. Too much bad and evil, Not enough love and good. Too many people lying, Too many people denying. When they keep things from you, Just cause you�re the youngest too. How long am I gonna keep on grieving? Soon I�m gonna stop believing. If God is really real, Why doesn�t he care how I feel? I�m sinking into a deep depression, I need to get rid of my aggression. When is my life gonna end? I wish my whole life was pretend. Why is my sister dead and gone? I hope we ain't gonna be apart for long, I hope I see her soon, Hopefully tomorrow afternoon. Is she watching down from the sky? I hope she is left to lie. I hope she is watching down on me, I wanna make sure she can see. |