Girl in high school. Car accident, her chest slammed into the steering wheel. Don’t know why the airbag didn’t deploy, or if she was wearing a seatbelt.
Anyway her heart was all messed up. She was a 16 year old girl with a bright future so naturally she was placed almost at the top of the donor transplant list for a new heart.
And that was a mistake.
She partied and whored around the rest of high school. And drank like a camel stranded in the Sahara finding an oasis. Dressed like a tart. Tattoos somehow probably fake ID, skipping classes, skipping school, brought other seemingly good girls down with her. If I had to psycho-analyze her, I think she wanted to live life to the fullest after a near death experience.
But what she did was selfish. She very nearly died once, people were so relieved she was alive. But then she spiraled out of control. Stopped taking her anti-rejection meds for her donor heart. Body attacked itself. All the booze and Lord knows what else in her system didn’t help. And she died shortly after high school. A total waste of two lives. Hers, and one other who could have used that heart responsibly.