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Always Got His Angels Looking Out For Him

Contributed by blackmarker on Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 06:21:14 PM in AEST
Topic: news



I apologize, as this isn't really poetry, but I feel it still deserves to be read, and I don't think it will get enough attention if I place it in my journal.





'That boy has always got his angels looking out for him.'
The words of a concerned mother.

'Mom. I'm in jail. I totalled your car, and I think I killed one of my friends.'
The first words of a frightened boy to his mother, relayed by phone, at three in the morning.


Let's pretend, for a moment;

There you are, driving along.
You've got a couple friends of yours with you, in your small car.
You're being a nice friend, giving them a ride home.
They both live on the same street, and it's only a few streets away from your own home, so what's the problem, right?
There is, however, one problem.
You're drunk.
You know it, too.
You've been 'partying hearty' for a few days now.
But you have good reason to party!
You're moving out of the province.
You're not going to see your friends again until Christmas.
You're leaving on the 10th of August, so you have to make the best of the time you've got left, before you go away to British Columbia for college, before you are seperated from all the people who know and care about you, before you venture out of Ontario on your own.
So you're a little drunk.
Who cares?
A tiny voice nags at your ear, 'Drinking and driving is bad, you know what the consequences might be.'
You wave off that voice. You've not had much to drink, and besides, it will never happen to you, right?
Wrong.
No more pretending.
This really happened.


Last night, at some time between midnight and one o'clock in the morning, my brother, Jason, crashed our small, black Toyota.
He had been drinking and driving, and nobody was wearing their seatbelts.
Jason rolled our car, multiple times.
The car landed upside down, with him trapped inside.
His two passengers, a girl who is a mere year older than me, named Amanda, and a boy whom I don't know, named Jake, were thrown from the car as it tumbled.
Jason managled to wrench himself free from the upside-down vehicle, and escaped through the window.


A family friend, Wendy, says that she thinks that a group of kids, consisting of Jason, Amanda, Jake, and their friends, had all been at a beach in Port Colbourne. She thinks that Jason offered to give Amanda and Jake a ride home when they crashed.
All three are lucky to be alive at this very moment.
Amanda and Jake are both in the hospital, and both suffered broken backs.
Jason has a broken nose, and is currently residing in the Detention Centre.


I went to the Detention Centre to see him today.
I wasn't allowed in, as only two people are allowed at a time.
My mother and my grandmother went to see him.
My mom said, 'It was terrible not being able to hug him. We were on opposite sides of the glass, talking through telephones. It's just like how you see it in movies..'
My grandmother said that Jason is 'devastated'.
And with good reason.


We all think nothing like this will ever happen to us, right?
Well. I found out today, it does.
My brother could very well have been a murderer, and what for?
Because he chose to do something so stupid, so irresponsible.
Drinking and driving.
Why would you do that?
I thought he had more common sense than that.
Apparently I was wrong.


According to SADD [ Students Against Drunk Driving ] Statistics;

Motor vehicle crashes remain the number one cause of death among youth ages 15 to 20. There were 6,131 youth motor vehicle deaths in 2000.

The highest number of youth motor vehicle fatalities occurs in the summer. In 2000, there were 664 fatalities in July.



I still can't believe that this has happened.
You hear about things like this, but it doesn't have the same crushing impact as when it happens to you.
This has completely opened my eyes towards the terrible choices teenagers make every day, without a second thought.
Please, please don't make these mistakes.
Think first.
Don't be a statistic.




Copyright © blackmarker ... [ 2004-07-24 18:21:14]
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Re: Always Got His Angels Looking Out For Him (User Rating: 1 )
by pyro_88 on Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 06:31:14 PM AEST
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sorry about ur brother and his friends. i knew someone who got drunk and tried to drive home. he didnt live to tell about it.


Re: Always Got His Angels Looking Out For Him (User Rating: 1 )
by BrandySwanson on Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 07:25:02 PM AEST
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oh this was so sad sorry to hear about your brother and your friends as well. even though I was already crying this made me cry that much harder. my heart goes out to you.

Brandy


Re: Always Got His Angels Looking Out For Him (User Rating: 1 )
by xxbreathlessx on Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 08:18:49 PM AEST
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wow, very sad but powerful speech. im sorry for the unfortunate event but you bring out a good message. i am 100% behind not drinking and driving. Thank You for posting this here. who knows...you might save a life.

once again, thank you.


Re: Always Got His Angels Looking Out For Him (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 11:01:18 PM AEST
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Great write....I'm sure it will have a great impact on the readers..I thank God that they didn't die..tho their injuries seem bad enough. I hope he/they learnt their lesson..
The reason I hate cars so much is because here on the islands it is NOT yet a law that you cannot drink and drive....
Best to all three...and thanks for the reminder...
Jenni




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