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Heather II


It was a fact that you were sweet and that you were very cute.
You were adorable, that's something that people won't dispute.
While you were eating lunch in the MGM Commissary, you were discovered.
You were hired to star in Poltergeist when Spielberg saw you with your mother.

Drew Barrymore was up for the role of Carol Anne but you were chosen instead.
The entire world was shocked and horrified when we learned that you were dead.
When you became sick, that was bad enough but your death was far worse.
Some people blame the Poltergeist films because they believe they were cursed.

Your success allowed your family to buy a house in California in Big Bear Lake.
It was tragic that the doctors didn't determine that your life was at stake.
You went to Big Bear Elementary School and was President of your class.
Sadly, it's been over two and a half decades since the day that you passed.

When you died, many of your fans wanted to scream at the top of their lungs.
You were only twelve years old when you were taken, that was far too young.
You starred in other movies, one of which was 'Massarati and The Brain'.
Your demise devastated everybody and brought about unberable pain.

[Dedicated to Heather O'Rourke (1975-1988) who died on February 1, 1988.]

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