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Alcohol In Venezuela

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Since I was a child living in Venezuela, I have been surrounded with a party atmosphere. This does not mean that all I did was party. It means that people in Venezuela like having fun and making everything into a huge party, even if it is a small formal dinner or a reunion of a group of friends. Unfortunately, all of these reunions are complemented with large amounts of alcohol, which means many adults and young adults greatly affected by alcohol under the same roof. Such situations were normal to me as I became a teenage,r but I had never realized how much damage and changes alcohol could bring out in a person.

Sunday afternoons in my cozy house were always the same: barbeques with friends and family. Everybody knew it and loved it, …show more content…

It was her, she was lying on the floor. She could not walk herself to the car. I felt cold tears running down my face as I stared at what was happening, I could not believe it. How low could she go until she decided to stop this madness? My dad decided to take Vicky home with us. We arrived home and she fell off the car, my brother started screaming for help as she vomited what seemed like her troubled soul. She finally regained some consciousness and it was my moment to tell her. I looked at her in the eyes and said: “You disappoint me, and I feel ashamed to call you my godmother.” I never imagined myself saying such strong words but the suffering was such that I did not mind saying the truth. Knowing that I could not wake up and see her, I programed my alarm for early morning and went to bed. I had a school retreat the next day which made me glad for the first time in my …show more content…

She proved me and her family that she regretted her behavior. I did not want her to do anything for me. I wanted her to change for herself, for her well-being. I still think about that night and cringe, seeing my godmother so low left a scar on me. Little by little the wound hurts less. I know everything is going to be fine because of her, because I know who Vicky truly is. She has showed me numerous times what an authentic and passionate person she is. I have definitely seen her at her lowest and have learned that sometimes people just need someone to believe in them no matter what. Someone who would give them a small lift to keep going. I never stopped believing in her not even once when she was that person, I never forgot who she truly was. Vicky taught me that stars can’t shine without

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