Letter to the Editor

Letter to the Editor:

What a gorgeous day. My husband is at work, my doughtier is in school. It’s lunch with the girls, then shopping. I have been looking forward to this all week!

My God! Oh, My God!!!

I heard people yelling, get her out, Sirens blasting, lights flashing. The pain, Oh God , help me, it hurt so much. I heard someone say, ” we’ll need the Jaws of Life”! We must get her out now! Glass is everywhere! Where is all the blood coming from? I hurt so bad, am I gong to die?

Please , I must get home to my daughter, I want to see her grow up, walk down the aisle. Why is it getting dark? It was so light then total darkness, the pain was gone.

In the other car, a young man was texting his girlfriend, he was telling her that he was running late, he had swerved across the center line, hitting head on the young mother. He was rushed to the hospital. Told he had broken neck, and several broken bones in his back. He was paralyzed from the neck down to spend the rest of his life in a wheel chair. His girlfriend visited him for awhile then she found someone else.

Now there he sits, withering flesh rotting from bedsores, arms and legs withering away. A young mother is gone, a husband without wife, a daughter without her mother. A young man with out his body, but a mind that can remember what he did.

PLEASE DON’T TEXT!!!!