My first time
No matter what you ever do in life, you will always have a first time. Your first time might be the best experience of your life, or you might learn a lesson from a bad decision. In my case, I decided to go against my own word on drinking alcohol, and I told my friends I would go out with them. It was my junior year high school and my mother had no idea what her little Jake was going to be doing. I had told her I was going to a friend’s house, but just to stay the night, in all actuality I was going to a party. I didn’t have any idea what drinking was. From being around people drinking so much, it gave me the idea that it just makes you stupid. I would just watch people drink more and more, then eventually end up getting sick. But the thing that really got me was the amount of fun they had doing it. So I said screw it, I’ll give it a try. Going to my first party and getting drunk taught me a few things. There is a fine line between having fun and being stupid, and it’s sad that it took me getting so drunk to the point where I didn’t know my name for me to learn my lesson. The lesson I learned was to always be honest with your parents because for one, it’s always the safer thing to do. And two, being honest gives you more freedom, it provides trust.
So the night began with my 3 best friends just simply asking me to come to a party with them. I was all in for the party, but I wasn’t a drinker. After asking me several times to drink, I caved. My friends drove to the store and I told them to buy me the cheapest bottle they can grab. Before I know it, a fifth of raspberry brunettes was sitting at my lap. As the chills ran down my spine, I got the vibe that this wasn’t a good idea. When we got back to my friend’s house, we went into the basement. As I sat on the couch, quiet, uncertain and nervous, the loud rap music came on. Just that feeling of being a rebel and going against my parent’s...