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It is five o’clock a.m. in New Burns and the neighborhood is quiet, except for a few girls getting ready for the New Burns High School Prom. Cory was one of those girls. She had to get her hair done and make sure she had to right makeup and a lot of other things she “had” to do. She was going to be as busy as a beaver building a dam.
Cory was a typical girl, long brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles, which she did not exactly care for. She had a regular teenage girl body. She was always wishing that she could have a little more curve in some places. He boyfriend, Jimmy, said that she is beautiful the way she already is. Needless to say, she doesn’t agree with him.
She had kept her grade point average at a 3.2 all year. She had managed to keep out of trouble too, which was very hard for it seemed to come to her sometimes. She hadn’t gotten a traffic ticket all year, she had, however, gotten a written warning for speeding. She had also met all of the other requirements her dad had set for her, like mowing the lawn every week and washing dishes when necessary.
Because of all she has done, her dad will let her drive his classic mustang to Prom tonight. She had always loved that car, the paint was in good condition, and the purr of the engine was exquisite. That car was her dads’ dream car, and had turned out to be her dream car too. It was a nice surprise that her dad would let her drive it.
Over the course of her day she had gotten her hair done, got her makeup on right, found the shoes she was going to wear, and decided that she would sport the diamond necklace that her mom gave her. Her mom had died of ovarian cancer when Cory was fifteen. Her mom gave the necklace to her as a present and to remember her by. The thought of the necklace made her think that her mom would be proud of her today.
She put her midnight blue dress on and she was sure that Jimmy would love it. The shoes to match were brand new. Then she put on her mothers’ diamond necklace. She felt like a princesses right now, wishing it could last forever. She now had to get the keys from her dad.
“I give you these keys with the trust that you will drive safely tonight. I don’t want you getting into trouble. Just drive carefully.” Her dad said.
“I will,” was Cory’s reply.
She then got into the cherry red mustang, turned on the headlights and drove off. The drive to Jimmy’s house wasn’t far and was a fairly easy drive. She thought that it was just a walk in the park.
As Cory pulled up in the driveway, Jimmy was standing there in his tuxedo looking handsome. The bow tie and vest he had complemented her dress. She thought that they would be a stunning couple.
“You look beautiful tonight,” Jimmy said as he got in.
“Thank you handsome,” was her response.
As they made their way to dinner, Jimmy and Cory talked about how glorious the night would be. They talked about how everything was going to be perfect. They arrived in the parking lot of the Olive Garden and Jimmy got out. He walked around the mustang and opened the door for her.
They went in and were seated very quickly, which was a surprise to them because they thought it would be swamped. They soon order their meals, Jimmy had ordered some Italian style pasta and Cory was going to have a salad. Their meals soon came, they then had to try a little of each other’s just to see what it tasted like. They finished their meal and had dessert. Jimmy pick up the ticket, they left shortly after he paid.
They got back into the cherry red mustang. Once they got out of the parking lot and out onto the road, they started to talk again about how their Prom night was going to be.
They were almost half way to the dance hall when two bright lights swerved into their lane of traffic. The sound of breaking glass and collapsing metal echoed through out the plains of Ohio.
“Ring… Ring… Ring…”
“Hello,” said Mr. McKinley, Cory’s father.
“Hello, Mr. McKinley, this is Officer Holtenson of the City Police. I’m sorry to tell you this, but your daughter Cory…” said the cop on the other end of the line.
“Is she arrested for bad driving,” Mr. McKinley interrupted, “I knew she would.”
“No, Mr. McKinley, Cory’s dead. She was hit by a drunk driver on her way to prom. Jimmy Marchell, her date, was severely injured in the crash. The man was arrested and will be charged with DUI and vehicular homicide,” said the officer.
“Why did my kid have to die and the drunken b*****d get to live!” yelled Mr. McKinley.
“… I… I don’t know…” the police man said.
Soon after that conversation, Mr. McKinley broke down in tears. The funeral for Cory was held two week later. Mr. McKinley and Mr. and Mrs. Marchell testified at the trial of the driver. The man was convicted on a count of DUI and a count of vehicular homicide. He was fined heavily for damages, and sentenced to life in prison.
This story tells of how fragile lives are, and also how easily dreams can be shattered. I hope you remember this story and think before you drink and drive.
This work is a copyright of 6 Gun Quota, ©2007. All rights reserved.
 6 gun quota · Mon Aug 24, 2009 @ 10:15pm · 2 Comments |
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