Saturday night's big party, they said I shouldn't go.
Of course I didn't listen, when my parents had said no.
10:30 I climb out the window, waiting for my new friends.
They said I was cool enough to be apart of them,
with their slamming parties and new trends.
11:00 I arrive at the party, some eyes turn my way.
I felt more mature then, even though I don't know what to say.
The music was so loud, that the walls might've burst.
I said no when offered a drink, but my voice was unheard.
He handed me a cup...alcohol I was sure.
I looked at it and thought, 'A little of it won't hurt.'
11:35 read the clock, and I was dancing around.
I felt so light headed, and ready to fall on the ground.
My friends laughed at me, said I had drank too much.
'What are they thinking? I only had one cup.'
They took me to the car; we all seemed to swerve
to the right. I knew they were drunk so I told them I'd
drive tonight.
They got in without a second thought, knowing they were
to hammered to think. Everything would be all right, I had
barely anything to drink.
12:00, the radio said, as I pulled away from the curb.
I should have known that I was drunk. Driving them
home was so absurd.
The road was dark and my eyes were heavy, I could
barely keep control. The car swerved right, and suddenly
left...I didn't see the pole.
12:30 is when I cried; the hit was more then violent.
The car had rolled upside-down, and the back was totally silent.
I killed them all because I was drunk, what in the world
have I done??
I should have listened to my mother, but now I've had my fun.
My minds a cloud, I cannot think...my head is pounding
with pain.
I feel nothing from the waist down, and my heart is filled with
shame.
Maybe now I will listen, to what my parents say.
But maybe not, I feel so weak...I guess this is the price I pay.
1:00 the dashboard reads, my mind is filled with fear.
Mommy I am so sorry, I wish that you were here!
I look to the back of the car, to all my beautiful sleeping friends.
Goodbye to all their slamming parties, and all their awesome
trends.
1:01 the clock reads now, I'm a little afraid of death.
1:01 is all I see...as I draw my very last breath.
A contest entry
- Get the Drunk Driving message out..... by AnnD.
750 points, ended December 30, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - make me cry, make me feel alive. by savemysoul.
1400 points, ended November 20, 2009, 120 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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oh god wow! im so sorry if this was a true story its really sad.
i love the way you wrote it with the times and everything its differnt and differents good
loved this piece so much one of my friends died in a car accident 
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oh my gosh. i loved this! you made me cry..wow. so much emotion. if this is a personal experience, then you don't even know how sorry i am. but you got an AMAZING write out of it. my uncle died in a car acccident. and i just connected to this. well done. good luck and thanks for entering
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I love how you did the times! Beautiful work! This is so sad though, awesome how you got the message out!
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oh once again this is a novel and attention grabbing format on a very serious subject.
It makes it hit home hard detailing it in the manner you have written it.. well done.
Again, such a write could make a powerful TV ad in a campaign against drunk driving.
Well done and thank you for entering into the contest.
Amm
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Amazing...I love the time stamps...they just...give it reality. Very good job.
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