Inmate #43211

 My name is inmate #43211 formally known as Mia. And my best friend is Sammy, she is my age 17 going on 25. We grew up on the same street, our houses are right next to each other. We decided to sneak out and go to this illegal party a senior was throwing. I drive as well as I have my own little used car that my parents bought me just a few months ago. I haven't been driving long only to school and back. And I have a major crush on him so this would be a chance to get next to him. We finally get to the party in the freaking woods with all the winding roads that is only big enough for one car. When we arrive at the house the excitement is rushing through both myself and Sammy. We pull in and park then check our make up while giggling. We both agree that we won't have more than two drinks then get out of here and back home by 11pm. We walk into the house and it's lit! There are people making out everywhere while the music is ear drum blowing. Drinks are flowing like a water fountain. Someone hands us both a glass of something and we take a sip then smile to each other as we down the contents of the red cup.  Sammy loves music so when her song comes on she is in her own little world dancing with all the rest of the half naked bodies in the house. Sammy already has another drink in her hand while a few boys come around her dancing. I move to the kitchen where I see him, the boy of my wet dreams. He is hot as sin with some brown haired, half naked girl wrapped all around him. I down my drink making my way towards them and the booze to get a refill. When I fully walk into the kitchen leaning up against the wall is the known drug head from school. He gives me a sneer as our eyes lock for one brief moment. I don't like him at all he is a stoner from the wrong side of the tracks. My crush has his tongue down this girls throat so he will not be seeing me now. I'm looking at the drinks everywhere as they are being filled then placed wherever. Drug boy leans up next to me reaching over to pick out a drink then hands it to me. I take the drink as a challenge while he stand there snaring at me then down the whole thing. I start to speak when someone runs into the kitchen screaming my name. I turn towards the voice then see Sammy draped over their arms. Someone slipped her something in her drink when she wasn't looking. They help me get her out to my car in the front seat but not before Sammy pukes all in my car. Sarah a friend from school wants to know if I'm alright to drive home since I've been drinking. I reassure her that I'm fine to drive while laughing out loud. I get into the drivers seat, the alcohol is hitting me hard right now with the feeling of numbness taking over and feeling good. I'll get us home Sammy I promise you I say to myself as I laugh while I embrace my warm fuzzy feeling. Once I finally get the key in the ignition with a lot of trouble as I laugh out loud in the car. We head out onto the dark, winding road. I take one too many corners to fast then we are flying through the air then a big bang and everything goes black. When I come to I'm handcuffed to a hospital bed with needles in my arm. I panic then look around for Sammy calling out for her when the Dr. along with several cops and nurses come into the room. The dr. starts by telling me Sammy didn't make it as the officer proceeds to tell me that my blood alcohol levels were off the charts and I'm being arrested for the murder of Sammy. Sammy's body had drugs with alcohol but what killed her was me driving us into an embankment hitting a tree. Sammy was killed instantly. Her mom is sedated at home because she lost it then went crazy when the cops showed up at her house. My parents, I have not seen them since I was sentenced for manslaughter of my best friend. Sammy was like my sister so I get why they don't want to see or talk to me. I destroyed two sets of parents and it cost the life of my best friend. The bad decisions Sammy and I made that night by sneaking out then me driving drunk will have life long effects on both of our families. Hers will never see her beautiful face again or hear her voice then mine will never be able to look or speak to me again for what I have done. I don't blame anyone but myself. I send letter after letter to my family as well as Sammy's. Every letter has came back return to sender #43211 inmate.  I killed my best friend......I killed my best friend. 

 My life changed forever that night. I never have been more sorry in my life because I killed my best friend all because I was driving drunk. No matter how much I tell her parents I'm sorry it will never bring their daughter back to them or me. I will never have a life outside these white walls. My life is what it is now and there is no one to blame for this but me. I will suffer in silence with the hopes that maybe one day I along with everyone else will be able to forgive me for the wrong that I have done. A damage that I will never be able to repair with words or feelings.  I will never be able to say, "I'm sorry." to everyone enough if I live to be 100 years old.