Young Girl Killed By 16 Year Old, The Note They Find In Her Hand Is Heartbreaking!

This is a story about a young girl. A girl who was smart and listened to her mom. But everything still went so wrong.

Our parents often give us excellent advice, but sometimes even though we get and listen to good advice some thing can still go a little wrong. In this case, it was sadly unbelievable how wrong it could go…

A young girl, a very smart young girls listened to her mom, everyone needs to know about this story and to take heed of the things that can go wrong even when you are so careful and you do listen to your mom!

This story is about not just a girl, but the thousands of people every day who make decisions that can affect all of us, permanently and forever!

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 out of sight.

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.

I have one last question, Mom. Before I say goodbye.

I didn’t drink and drive. So why am I the one to die?”