This true story was written by a high school student. She lives in Ventura County.
When I was 12 years old, in 7th grade, I met this girl named Leta. We were best friends after like a week of knowing each other. She taught me to sneak out, to have sex, and to drink. I really liked to drink. I thought it would solve all my problems and I knew I felt so much better when I was drunk.
Since I was little I always had issues with my mom. She was very abusive and we would always be fighting. When I started drinking I realized it took away all my pain and I didn’t always have my mom in the back of my mind. I wasn’t always stressed out and upset because of a fight we might’ve had. I was never home. I would go to school, go to a friend’s house, come home and wait for everyone to go to bed, and then I would sneak out and drink. I hated my life at home so I would do anything to avoid it. Drinking was my solution.
That year I went to a huge party. I remember thinking I was so cool because I was going to a party with all my friends and a bunch of high school kids. I was very excited. Of course there was alcohol and marijuana so as soon as I got there me and my friends started taking shots and playing beer pong with all these older kids.
I was having a good time but pretty soon I realized I could no longer control myself. I had drank way too much and I felt like I was going to pass out so this guy helped me up the stairs and I laid down. That was the last thing I remembered.
The next day I woke up in my backyard. I called my friends and asked them how I got there and they said they didn’t know. My friend Leta told me that they couldn’t find me when they were trying to leave and some guy told her I was going to spend the night at his house. That’s when I realized something bad happened that night. I couldn’t remember anything because I was passed out and I was taken advantage of. I was raped.
The only way I knew how to deal with the situation was by drinking and not thinking about it. I never told anyone and never talked about it until the summer ended and my parents finally decided to send me to rehab. I then learned how to cope with my emotions and how to cope with things that were going on at home. I also was able to make amends with my mom and dad and since rehab we have continued to build our relationship back together and it gets stronger and stronger every day.
Things have definitely gotten a lot better since I have been sober. Today, I am 15 yrs old and this is my first year in high school. There’s not one day that goes by without me thinking about drinking. I hear people talking about it, I see people doing it, I’ve been offered alcohol plenty of times but every time I say no because I think about how hard i’ve worked to get where I am today and I wouldn’t want to give it all up for a temporary fix.
Alcohol can ruin lives and the lives of others, so why even take one drink?