Bad Habits

A teenage AA connects to life

I was getting ready to go out with my best friend, primping in the mirror, and thinking, "This is going to be the best night of my life!" I was fourteen years old, acting as if I were thirty, and heading off to meet my girlfriend at my first high school outdoor event. But of course, it's not a party unless you have a few drinks in you.

With that in mind, we found a couple of seniors to help us buy some booze. My favorite was blackberry brandy, straight and warm. My friend had three gulps and I slammed the rest of the quart. I can only remember walking into the stadium... Login to read more
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