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The poor girl. It’s terrible.
Heartbreaking to think of telling that news to a 19 year old little girl. She made a mistake that lots of people make and it bit her badly. And her friends were idiots too.
Amazing how this generation drops off people and hasn’t embraced the social nicety of watching them till they get safely in the door.
Very rough.
sad on so many levels...
My heart goes out to this poor girl. I committed plenty of unwise acts when I was her age, some downright foolhardy. One feels immortal at 19 years. It is only by luck and the grace of heaven that I didn’t suffer any serious consequences. Let’s all have some compassion.
Very unfortunate, but only getting publicity because of the unique story. Had she wrecked her car driving drunk and been injured similarly, story would not have gotten beyond her locale.
They need to offer her more tequila shots.
Sad ultra-liberal City Pages is posting this information from a private Caring Bridge site. Libs have no morals at all including the person who leaked this to them.
Is there anyone who can be sued or blamed for this? The tequila makers? Sellers?
Such a sad story. Young and stupid as most are. The price she paid is very high.
She almost died. Every year some teenager that hasn’t been taught about alcohol and came from a strict environment drinks too much and dies of alcohol poisoning. Alyssa Jo is lucky to be alive. I know several people that would give everything to have had their children survive the ordeal with just amputations. It is just a tragedy from what many may have learned a lesson.
Well, it’s certainly a shame to see someone so young have to face this. She made a stupid mistake, but that’s all it was - a mistake. My thoughts and prayers go out to this girl.
At the same time, I hope one day she does understand that, as crazy it would sound to her now, she is fortunate. She is fortunate because she could have easily frozen to death in that setting, especially with what sounds like a rather substantial BAC (alcohol making hypothermia more likely in some cases). She is still alive, and still has a long life ahead of her. Her life will be different, no question. But I hope she will decide to make it a productive and happy one.
Please God, I’m Only 17 - the Dear Abby / Ann Landers heartbreaker....
written by John Berrio
The day I died was an ordinary school day. How I wish I had taken the bus. But I was too cool for the bus. I remember how I wheedled the car out of Mom. “Special favor,” I pleaded. “All the kids drive.”
When the 2:50 bell rang, I threw all my books in the locker. I was free until 8:40 tomorrow morning! I ran to the parking lot, excited at the thought of driving a car and being my own boss. Free!
It doesn’t matter how the accident happened. I was goofing off — going too fast — taking crazy chances. But I was enjoying my freedom and having fun. The last thing I remember was passing an old lady who seemed to be going awfully slow. I heard the deafening crash and felt a terrible jolt. Glass and steel flew everywhere. My whole body seemed to be turning inside out. I heard myself scream.
Suddenly I awakened; it was very quiet. A police officer was standing over me. Then I saw a doctor. My body was mangled. I was saturated with blood. Pieces of jagged glass were sticking out all over. Strange that I couldn’t feel anything.
Hey, don’t pull that sheet over my head! I can’t be dead. I’m only 17. I’ve got a date tonight. I’m supposed to grow up and have a wonderful life. I haven’t lived yet. I can’t be dead!
Later I was placed in a drawer. My folks had to identify me. Why did they have to see me like this? Why did I have to look at Mom’s eyes when she faced the most terrible ordeal of her life? Dad suddenly looked like an old man. He told the man in charge, “Yes, he is my son.”
The funeral was a weird experience. I saw all my relatives and friends walk toward the casket. They passed by, one by one, and looked at me with the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen. Some of my buddies were crying. A few of the girls touched my hand and sobbed as they walked away.
Please — somebody — wake me up! Get me out of here! I can’t bear to see my mom and dad so broken up. My grandparents are so racked with grief they can hardly walk. My brothers and sisters are like zombies. They move like robots. In a daze, everybody. No one can believe this. And I can’t believe it, either.
Please don’t bury me! I’m not dead! I have a lot of living to do! I want to laugh and run again. I want to sing and dance. Please don’t put me in the ground. I promise if you give me one more chance, God, I’ll be the most careful driver in the whole world. All I want is one more chance!
Please, God, I’m only 17!
http://www.janice142.com/JoyPage/Only17.htm
Whatever crimes, sins or lapses in judgment she’s committed, she’s more than paid for them with the loss of her hands and feet. People who pile on this poor girl wouldn’t dare say the things to her face that they’ve written here.
She needs love and compassion right now, not “holier than thou” smugness from jackasses in the self-righteousness crowd.
Shame.
I did a few dangerous and stupid things when I was a girl but none of them involved alcohol and below 0 temperature. How awful for her to lose her hands and more because she was stupid. She has my sympathy.
it is sad that people do stupid, self-destructive things. sad for them and sad for those around them that are impacted by it too.
Hopefully she will find sense from this by becoming a strong advocate about the recklessness of binge and underage drinking.
I feel so sorry for this girl. I also cant help thinking that this is a perfect example of why you should never get so drunk or stoned that you cant take care of yourself.
Prayers up for the young lady. And for the people who had to tell her.