One Last Goodbye – In Simple Words
Mom, I went out to a party tonight. I remembered what you always told me—not to drink alcohol. So I didn’t. I chose a Sprite instead. I felt proud because I made a smart, healthy choice. You were right.
When the party ended, lots of people started driving even though they had been drinking. But I felt safe, Mom, because I hadn’t. I walked to my car, sure I’d make it home just fine.
But then something happened that I never saw coming.
Now I’m lying here on the road. I hear a police officer say, “The driver who caused the crash was drunk.”
Your voice feels so far away, Mom. I’m covered in blood. I’m trying not to cry, but the pain is so bad. I hear the doctors say, “This girl is going to die.”
That driver went out to party too, but he made the choice to drink and drive. And now… I have to die.
Why do people do this, Mom? Don’t they know it can ruin lives?
It feels like my body is being cut by a hundred knives. Please tell my sister not to be scared. Tell Dad to be strong. I love you so much, Mom. I wish I could get one last kiss.
Someone should have told that boy how dangerous it is to drink and drive. Maybe if his parents had warned him, I would still be alive.
My breathing is getting slower. I’m so scared. These are my last moments, and I feel so alone. I wish you could hug me, Mom, while I lie here dying.
I want to tell you I love you… but I can’t feel anything anymore. Mama… I love you. Goodbye…
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These were the last words of a young girl in 1997. A journalist from Telecinco was there and heard everything. He started a campaign to stop drunk driving.
If you’re reading this, don’t ignore it. Share it. Talk about it. It could save lives—including your own. A small message like this can make a big difference.
One Last Goodbye – In Simple Words
Mom, I went out to a party tonight. I remembered what you always told me—not to drink alcohol. So I didn’t. I chose a Sprite instead. I felt proud because I made a smart, healthy choice. You were right.
When the party ended, lots of people started driving even though they had been drinking. But I felt safe, Mom, because I hadn’t. I walked to my car, sure I’d make it home just fine.
But then something happened that I never saw coming.
Now I’m lying here on the road. I hear a police officer say, “The driver who caused the crash was drunk.”
Your voice feels so far away, Mom. I’m covered in blood. I’m trying not to cry, but the pain is so bad. I hear the doctors say, “This girl is going to die.”
That driver went out to party too, but he made the choice to drink and drive. And now… I have to die.
Why do people do this, Mom? Don’t they know it can ruin lives?
It feels like my body is being cut by a hundred knives. Please tell my sister not to be scared. Tell Dad to be strong. I love you so much, Mom. I wish I could get one last kiss.
Someone should have told that boy how dangerous it is to drink and drive. Maybe if his parents had warned him, I would still be alive.
My breathing is getting slower. I’m so scared. These are my last moments, and I feel so alone. I wish you could hug me, Mom, while I lie here dying.
I want to tell you I love you… but I can’t feel anything anymore. Mama… I love you. Goodbye…
—
These were the last words of a young girl in 1997. A journalist from Telecinco was there and heard everything. He started a campaign to stop drunk driving.
If you’re reading this, don’t ignore it. Share it. Talk about it. It could save lives—including your own. A small message like this can make a big difference.
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