Yeah so here it is, my mom was a drunk, one day when i was at school i came home to a house full of cops and several ambulances. And out of the house came a gurney that had a sheet on it covering something, a body. That is when i knew, my mom had drank herself to death, I knew it would happen sometime but it could have at least waited until i was done with high school. I know ” why would you want a drunk mom?” but at least it was a mom and she kept me from having to go into foster care, don’t get me wrong i loved my mom, she was there… a small present of the time. But her death didn’t really effect me much, ever since i was younger i knew that she would die from drinking or driving drunk. Apparently she died of the first one drinking. With me being 18 the police asked me if i had anyone to stay with for the night and only one person came to mind, Jenna.

I went into the house and gathered some of my things, i looked around empty bottles where all around the couch, the smell of liquor filled the house, and a faint stench of vomit. 

“Dumb bitch must have puked her guts out” I said and i wandered down the hall into my room. the only place i could escape to when my mom was to drunk. my clothes where still on my floor and scattered on my bed. my guitar was in the corner and my computer. so many memories in this room to bad they where all bad. 

from the days i would cry myself to sleep, the days i used to cut, the day i almost killed myself, the day my dad died, the day my mom became a drunk, and now for the first time in a long time, i have a happy memory in this room. The day i get to leave. 

I grabbed everything i could, picked up my guitar grabbed my bag, my laptop, took one last look and i said goodbye to this place forever. I’m restarting my life, and its all because my mom drunk herself to death. I’m not scared anymore, I’m gonna make myself someone. and I’m turning my back on my past and looking forward to the future.