Before I start let me say this this story touched me inside and out as I read it as I could feel her pain and agony and felt a strange feeling inside of tears and so on and even more when I read it out loud to my grandma.... so here it goes

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 are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, and 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 lie here 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?


"In remembrance of Deanna  who lost her life to someone drinking and driving at such an early age (16 years old) as I heard the whole heart breaking story from her parents and grandparents. R.I.P and to all that have loss their loved ones and those they cared about to the hands of drunken driver...." This story as I read it keeps tearing me up as when hearing the whole whole story tonight... Sincerely, Brian