Screeching tires, shattering glass, twisting metal, fiberglass. The scene is set it all goes black, The curtain
raised the final act. Sirens raging in the night, sounds of horror, gasps of fright. Intense pain, the smell of blood tearing
eyes begin to flood. They pull out our bodies one by one, What is going on, we were only having fun! One of my friends
is missing, what did I do? Her scattered belongings everywhere, in the road there lies her shoe. A man is leaning
over me and looking in my eyes, "What were you thinking, son"? "Did you really think that you could drive?" He pulled
up the sheet still looking in my eyes, "If you'd only called your Mom or Dad, you'd still be alive!" I started to scream,
I started to yell; But no one could hear me, no one could tell. They put me in an ambulance; they took me away. The
doctor at the hospital exclaimed, "DOA!" My father's in shock, my mother in tears, she collapses in grief, overcome
by the fear. They take me to this house and place me in this box. I keep asking what is happening, But I cant make
it stop. Everyone is crying, my family is so sad. I wish someone would answer me, I'm starting to get mad. My
mother leans over me and kisses me good-bye, My father pulling her away, she is screaming, "WHY"? They lower my body
into a dirt grave, It feels so very cold, I yell to be saved. Then I see an angel; I begin to cry. Can you tell me
what is happening? she replies "YOU DIED." I can't be dead; I'm still so young! I want to do so many things - like
sing, and dance, and run. What about college or graduation day? what about a wedding? Please - I want to stay. The
angel looked upon me, and with a saddened voice, "It didn't have to end like this; you knew you had a choice." "I'm
sorry it's too late now; time I can't turn back." "Your life is finished; that, my son, is a fact!" Why did this happen?
I didn't want to die! The angel, she embraced me and with her words she sighed, "Son, this is the consequence you paid
to drink and drive. I wish you made a better choice, If you did you would be alive. It doesn't matter if you beg me,
or plead on bended knee, There is nothing I can do, you have to come with me." Looking down at my family, I said my
last good-bye. "I'm sorry I disappointed you, Dad. Mommy, please don't cry, I didn't mean to hurt you, or cause you
any pain. I'm sorry all you're left with is a grave that bears my name. I'm sorry all your dreams for me have all been
ripped away; the plans for my future all gathered in a grave. It was such a stupid thing I did, I wish I could take
it back; But the curtain is being lowered. SO ENDS THE FINAL ACT...
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