Keep Coming Back

I am a sixteen-year-old alcoholic. I walked through the doors of Alcoholics Anonymous when I was fifteen. When I first started drinking, it was fun. Then it was fun and problems. Then it turned out to be just problems. The first time I got drunk, I was thirteen years old. I blacked out and don't remember much. But what I do remember is that I felt like King Kong, bigger and badder than everyone else. I became the center of attention.