Won't Be Long, Love You
Jade Pickering died on 13th September 2009. This is her story, written by her loving mum.
Everybody my name is Nicky, I am Jade's mum, the beautiful girl you all saw on the film.
24th January 1993, 3.20am our beautiful daughter entered our lives and became our world, as did our other 3 children.
Jade was such a loving child who easily made friends, her smile lit up the room, she was beautiful inside and out, we couldn't have been more proud of her if we tried.
High school came along and Jade became a typical teenager and a very loyal friend to many, never losing her caring beautiful ways, she lived her life to the full making the most of each and every day, as she got older she lived for Friday and Saturday nights just like I suppose a lot of you do Jade was extremely popular and loved by all.
13th September 2009 Jade had just had her school prom, taken her GCSEs and started college she had her whole life to look forward to, she was ready to spread her wings and learn to fly.
This particular Sunday was just like any other family Sunday. Jade had come home from a sleepover around dinner time and we chatted about her night. She then went and got changed into her PJs and told me she was chilling then doing her assignment that needed handing in on the Monday morning.
Throughout the day jades phone was constantly ringing and I could hear her keep saying no I'm not coming out today. Around 3 o clock Jade came and asked if she could go to Blackpool. I asked how and she told me about a lad that had come on to the scene who drove and was always offering her and her friends lifts, a heated discussion followed about boy racers and college work being a priority which I am sure many of you have heard over and over again, in the end Jade agreed and carried on with her assignment.
At about 8.20pm I was stood washing up when Jade said she was nipping to the shop, she asked did I want anything. I gave her the money for some dog food and she said won't be long mum love you.
Minutes passed and Jade didn't return. I thought, as usual she had seen friends and had gotten carried away chatting. 10oclock arrived, Jades curfew, she knew her dad was on earlys so I rang her to hurry her up straight to answer phone, nothing unusual.
So I walked to the front room window, expecting her to be stood on the front chatting away, as I glanced towards the front door a police uniform caught my eye. Next minute, bang bang...we were told Jade had been involved in a serious RTA and was very poorly, we needed to get to her asap. At that moment my whole life crumbled before my eyes, the feeling is indescribable, my worst nightmare had come true.
Driving to the hospital in the back of a police car was very surreal, yes we passed the scene, yes we saw and heard all the sirens a sound that will haunt us for the rest of our lives. As we approached the end of the motorway, the police officer received a call on his radio. This resulted in the blues and twos being turned on, and at that moment we knew our beautiful girl had gone. We arrived at the hospital to be told the news we already knew.
Next question, we needed to identify our baby girl...NO I couldn't do it, never could I see one of my children not breathing, not responding. So my husband took on this responsibility, something I am thankful to him for each and every day.
As we stood holding each other not knowing what to do my husband looked at me and said shall we run, I knew exactly what he meant, we couldn't our other 3 children needed us now more than ever.
Jade died that night because the young lad turned up a no right turn in front of a 36 seater coach with a phone call made from his phone 1 minute before impact. Because of his careless mistakes, our whole lives will never be the same again.
Jade leaves her younger sister, Leah, now aged 16. Life has been so hard for her, she misses her sister so much and also lost her identity for a while as she became known as Jades sister and not Leah. Also, Jade leaves twin brothers aged 8 who will never get to make memories with their big sister.
Please, please, please think before belting up: do you want your parents to face the choice of life and death? I always thought these stories happened to others, how wrong was I?
Please, Safe Drive, Stay Alive.