Takes a second

Brianna H

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Her name is Priscilla. She’s a mother of seven. She was returning home one day. She had one more street to cross until she was home. She stood and waited for the walk sign to appear, but the driver turning left didn’t have her focus cleared. She struck the woman while she was typing a text, a choice that almost took a life and put a woman in 6 months of bedrest. Her name is Priscilla and she fractured her spine because someone couldn’t wait for the right time. Her name is Priscilla , but I call her mom, who struggles every day to keep walking on. When you’re behind the wheel, you have to keep control, because it only takes a second for everything to go wrong. Put the phone on silent and away until you can park safely, and say, “I’m sorry. I was driving.” When your mind is distracted, you can cut your life short. It takes a second for your whole life to just change. It takes a second for you to take someone else’s away. It takes a second to just turn off the road and wait for when you pick up the phone. It takes a second, just a second, keep your eyes on the road, so everyone can safely return home.


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My name is Brianna and in 2016, my mother was in a car accident. The lady who hit her was texting and driving and she wasn’t paying attention. In the accident, my mom fractured her spine and she had to wear a brace for 3 months and was on bedrest for a total of 6. I wrote this poem for her so that people can leave that distracted driving can severely hurt and kill people. I hope this poem teaches other and inspires them to clear their focus and drive safely so that families can home safely.