Princess Diana

I was 16 when Princess Diana died on August 31, 1997. Car accident in Paris, France, near the Pont de l'Alma tunnel. Her boyfriend, Dodi Fayed, and the driver, Henry Paul, died instantly, while Diana suffered internal bleeding and died at the hospital. Trevor Rees-Jones, the only survivor, was Dodi's bodyguard. He didn't remember anything about the accident.

Shards of glass from another car's taillight were found, and marks of another car's paint as well. The accident remains a mystery because the other car (a white Fiat Uno) was never found. What was found was a high level of alcohol in Henry Paul's blood but family and colleagues believe that the blood sample might have been contaminated or switched, as Henry Paul was not a drinker.

My mother cried over the death of Diana, whom she almost described as a saint. She sure was pretty. Even if I could time travel, how would I contact her at the Ritz and warned her against the accident? It feels so strange to watch people who have died on a surveillance tape. On the tape, they're moving. In real life, they're dead.

As the victims lay in the wrecked car, the photographers continued to take pictures. Critically injured, Diana was reported to repeatedly murmur "oh my God," and, after the photographers were pushed away by emergency teams, "leave me alone."