Why Do I Have To Be The One To Die?

Elvira N

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She went to a party for her 21st birthday, and remembered what Dad said.

“Remember, don’t drink and drive,” so she drank soda instead.

She felt really proud inside, the way he said she would.

She didn’t drink and drive, even though the others said she should.


She knew she did the right thing, she knew he was always right.

Now the party is finally ending, as everyone is driving out of sight.

As she got into her car, she knew she would get home in one piece.

Because of the way he raised her, so responsible and sweet.


She started to drive away, but as she pulled out into the road,

The Honda Fit didn’t see her, and hit her like a pile of load.

As she lay there on the pavement, she heard the policeman say,

The other guy was drunk and, on his phone, and now she’s the one that will pay.


She’s lying there dying, “Dad I wish you would get here soon.”

How could this happen to her? Her life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around her, and most of it is hers.

She hears the medic say, “I’m afraid she’ll die in a short time.”


She wanted to tell Dad, “I swear I didn’t drink.”

It was the guy in the Honda Fit, the guy that didn’t care and think.

He was probably at the same party she was.

The only difference was that he drank and she will die.


She asked, “Dad, why do people drive distracted? It can destroy the victim’s whole life.

She’s feeling sharp bad sharp pains, pains just like a knife.

The guy in the Honda Fit is walking, and she doesn’t think it’s fair.

She’s lying there dying and all he does is stare.


Her breath is getting shorter.

She’s becoming very scared.

“Please don’t cry for me Dad.”

“There was never a time I needed you and you weren’t there.”


She asked her dad one last question,

Before she said goodbye.

“If I didn’t drive distracted,”

“How come I have to be the one to die?”