Jun 23 2009
Garrett’s Story:The Road to Disaster
Hi everyone,it’s Garrett again. Mom is really busy with the conference planning, so I’m writing this for her. I’m wanting to write this story to remind you how d.u.i drivers hurt other lives and for you not to drink and drive.
This is a fictional story.
Best friends stick with you to the end no matter what . You be with them, you get in trouble with them, sometimes you even live with them. But sometimes you mess up. You call them names, they get a bloody nose, or even a black eye. Well not my three best friends: Jake, Cal, and Tom. We do everything together…mostly.
I wake up every morning praying to God for me to be safe and my friends. I ride to school and i see that my three best friends are not there. I ask one of my other friends if he saw them last week…he didn’t. They are probably still tired from our party on Friday. I don’t know how, I’m feeling good though. It was on a Friday,today is Monday. Oh well, it’s just going to be a normal day.
Something is different about this day. Usually the preps are walking and laughing over God knows what and a nerd is reading a book. None of those things were happening. Actually everyone was quiet. You would just hear footsteps. I walk in to my bi-polar teacher’s classroom and she ask for our homework. She isn’t really bi-polar, but sometimes we wonder. Like I would do homework over the weekend. Usually she starts screaming at us and tell us how bad we were. But there was no sign of anger. She just frowned and turned away. What is going on?
School was over and me and Jake were suppose to go and play at the school, but since he wasn’t at school today he wouldn’t be able to come. I go to my other friend’s house, Dylan, to see if he wanted to chill at the school. “You wanna chill at the school since Tom , Jake, and Cal are sick?” And with the same expression as he had at school, he just frowned and shut the door. Look I’m sad that they’re gone, but come on it’s not that sad that they are sick. I’m sure they will be at school by tomorrow..I hope.
I hope that they’re here today. I wait in the classroom for them to get here, but the bell just rang. Class started and usually the teacher ask ” where is so and so” , but she didn’t this time. After she taught us what to do on the paper, I went up and asked the teacher where Cal was because she was his mom. She said,” Aw baby…” and she started to get choked up.” Come with me. I have to show you something” We were on the top part of the school and we looked out the window, and then my whole life flashed before my eyes. There I stand and I see three wooden crosses with leis on them. I run down there and it was for a fact that my best friends were killed by a drunk driver. My teacher told me how it happened. They were riding bikes to come and get me and a drunk driver hit them. Now I know why they never came and got me. I just didn’t bother calling back. I’m glad I didn’t. My face was as red as a strawberry and I could of made a river with all my tears all I thought was that the last thing I said to them was”See you tomorrow”. But I never did…
I hope you liked my story and I hope to write y’all again and I hope that you remember to never drink and drive!
See you in a few weeks at the Down Syndrome Research & Awareness Conference in Cincinnati! I can’t wait!!!
-Garrett
Note from Mom: Wow! Garrett told me he had a story he wanted to share tonight with everyone and since I am working on conference planning and have not had time to write, I said, “Sure! Go ahead!” As parents, we hope and we wonder if we are getting through to our children. We worry that they will make the wrong choices in life and we pray that they will live through their teenage years. Garrett turned 13 just a few months ago. I cringe when I think of what I was doing at 13! I am so blessed to have the fantastic sons that I have and every now and then, they say something like this and I realize, maybe I am not doing such a bad job after all!
Don’t drink and drive people! You heard it from my son!








