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From:    EmilyJones
Subject: Internet Message
Date:    05/14
Time:    10:38 PM

DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
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 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, as everyone is driving
outof
 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 lay there 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?
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 Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this to as
many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going around the world
that will
make people understand that drinking and driving don't mix.

 TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE, so please forward this letter
to as many people as you can.

 This is the letter: You must send this on in 1 hour after reading this letter
to 10
different people.  If you do this, you will receive luck in love.  The person
that you are most attracted to will soon return your feelings.

THIS IS NOT A JOKE!!!

You have read the warnings, you must send this on!!!!!

Eric Mancough send this letter out within 45 minutes of reading it.Not
even 4  hours later was he walking along the street when he ran into
 Ann Heartearn, his secret love for 5 years.  Ann came up to him and told him
of
her passionate crush on him that she had had for 2 years.  Ann and Eric are
still married with five children, happy as ever.
 *note*
The more people that you send this to, the better luck you will
have.
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