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Editor's Notes The . following column'.
appeared ,recently in The London Free
Press as Part of that paper!s Ann Landers
,Column, We have been requested to
reprint it by one of our readers, in the
.hope it will make an invession on ours
local teenagers who Eve.
THE DAY A TEENAGER DIED
pease, God, I'm only 17. The day I
died was an ordinary school day. How I
wish I had taken the bus! 'But I was too
cool for the bus.
I remember how I wheedled the car out
of mom. "Special favor," I pleaded.. "All
the kids drive,"
When the 2,50 hell rang,„ I threw my
books in the locker, I Was free until 8.40
tomorrow meriting 1.I ran to the' parking
let, excited at the thought of driving a car
and being my own boSs. free!
It doesn't mutter how the accident
happened. 1 was goofing off going too
• fast. Taking_ cra:zy chances. But I was
enjoying. my freedom and having fun.
The last thing I remember. was,pasiing
an old lady who seemed to be going
awfully slow, I heard the deafening crash ..
and felt a terrific jolt, Glass and steel fleW'
everywhere: My whole body seemed to
be turning inside out. 1 heard myself
scream.
Suddenly I awakened. was very
quiet, A police officer was standing over
me. Then I ,saw a doctor. My body was
mangled - was saturated with blood:
Pieces of jagged glass- were sticking. out"
all over; Strange that I couldn't feel
anything.
Hey, don't pull that sheet over my
head, I can't be dead. I'm only 17 I've
got a date tonight. I am supposed to grow
up and have a wonderful life. I haven't
lived yet, can't be dead.
Later .,I was placed in A drawer. My
folks had to identify me. Why did they
have to see me like rids?' Why didI have
to look at mom's eyes When she faced the
most terrible ordeal of her life? Dad
suddenly looked very old. He told, the
than in charge, "Yes, he is my son."
The funeral was a weird experience. I
saw all my relatives and friends walk
toward the casket. They passed by, one
by one, and looked at me with the saddest
eyes I've ever seen, Some of my buddies
were crying, A few of the gi touched
my hand and sobbed as they walked
away.
Please! Somebody wake me up! Get me
out, of here. I can't bear to see mom and
dad so broken up. My grandparents are
so wracked wit grie they. -eati—biirelY
walk, My brothei. and sisters are: like.
zombies, They move like robots, in a
daze, No one can believe this. 4nd I can't
'believe it either.
Please don't bury met; I'm not dead! I
have a lot of living to do! I want to laugh
and run again.. please don't put me in the
ground. I promise if you give me just one
more chance, God, I'll, be the most careful
driver in the whole world. All I want is
.one more chance. Please, God! I'm only
17!
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