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<EFBFBD> Please God, I'm Only 17...<2E> July 23, 1989 <20>
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<EFBFBD> <=> Brought to you by the Elite Executives <=> <20>
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<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>ͼ
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The day I died was an ordinary school day. How I wish I had
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taken the bus! But I was too cool for the bus. I remember how I
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wheedled the car out of Mom. "Special favor," I pleaded, "all the
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kids drive." When the 2:50 bell rang, I threw all my books in the locker.
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I was free until 8:40 tomorrow morning. I ran to the parking lot, excited
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at the thought of driving a car and being my own boss. Free!
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It doesn't matter how the accident happened. I was goofing off-
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going too fast. Taking crazy chances. But I was enjoying my freedom and
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having fun. The last thing I remember was passing an old lady who seemed
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to be going awfully slow. I heard the deafening crash and felt a
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terrific jolt. Glass and steel flew everywhere. My whole body seemed
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to be turning inside out. I heard myself scream.
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Suddenly I awakened; it was very quiet. A police officer was
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standing over me. Then I saw a doctor. My body was mangled. I was
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saturated with blood. Pieces of jagged glass were sticking out all
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over. Strange that I couldn't feel anything.
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Hey, don't pull that sheet over my head. I can't be dead.
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I'm only 17. I've got a date tonight. I am supposed to grow up and
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have a wonderful life. I haven't lived yet. I can't be dead.
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Later I was placed in a drawer. My folks had to identify me.
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Why did they have to see me like this? Why did I have to look at Mom's
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eyes when she faced the most terrible ordeal of her life? Dad suddenly
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looked like an old man. He told the man in charge, "Yes, he is my son."
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The funeral was a weird experience. I saw all of my relatives
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and friends walk toward the casket. They passed by, one by one, and looked
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at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. Some of my buddies were
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crying. A few of the girls touched my hand and sobbed as they walked
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away.
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Please...somebody...wake me up! Get me out of here. I can't
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bear go see my Mom and Dad so broken up. My grandparents are so racked
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with grief they can barely walk. My brothers and sisters are like
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zombies. They move like robots. In a daze, everybody! No one can believe
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this. And I can't believe it, either.
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Please don't bury me! I'm not dead! I have a lot of living to do!
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I want to laugh and run again. I want to sing and dance. Please
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don't put me in the ground. I promise if you give me one more chance,
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God, I'll be the most careful driver in the whole world. All I want
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is one more chance.
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Please, God, I'm only 17!
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ݰ The PIRATES' HOLLOW <20><>
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ݰ<><DDB0><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> The Gates of Hell are open Night and Day; <20><><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
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