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[aid] => mick
[title] => a tragic night
[time] => 2005-11-14 21:59:53
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[bodytext] => The air was thin the night was cool and now i lay here in this thick red pool it stared out fun we were driving along singing and screaming our favourite song it started to rain so we put up the top and that was when he decided to stop he took out the bag and poured a little out and as everyone watched I started to shout. "What are you doing? Put that away!" but he looked at me blankly and decided to stay. He got out the straw and leaned over the wheel and once everyone was done he closed the bag with a seal. "You're not driving!" I said as he started the car then he said "dont worry, your house isnt far." He put it in drive then looked in the mirror and as he pressed on the gas Everyone was in fear. Faster and faster he started to go his face was wild his high starting to show. the coke was now running all through his blood then all of the sudden there was a big thud. He slammed on the breaks and we ran to see what we hit then the thunder roared as it continued to spit. As we got closer I saw what was there and there was streaks of blood all through her blonde hair. My knees grew weak and I let out a cry how could this happen? she was too young to die. I looked up at him "You killed her!" I said, "you ran over my sister! and now she's dead!" My eyes filled with tears and he stared at me with fright and nobody else said a word on this tragic night. For even if we wanted to, our lives ended there a car spun around the corner not one life did it spare. His father was driving his mouth filled with foam as he ran over all four of us outside of my home. I layed with my sister not older then nine, and my three other friends who all did a line. The air was thin the night was cold and now im dead at 17 years old. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 39 [informant] => sexypantz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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