Will he be blue? Is he dead?
At the doorway, momentarily, I hesitated. Should I continue? Should I call the police instead? Should I even be here, pondering over to help the man who constantly abused his children and deserved to die? Should I?
The children?s pale faces came to mind suddenly. The hollowness of their stares. The frightened gleam in their eyes, the hopelessness in their expressions. They?d already been unwillingly dragged into this chaos. They had no choice over the matter. If they can do this, why can?t you? I scolded myself silently.
Calming myself down but no less terrified, I stepped inside the living room with caution. Almost immediately, the familiarity of the place that had once been my home caused a web of
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Two crescent like figures lay quietly beside their father, who had obviously drunk himself to death. If I hadn?t been around to stop them they might have stayed like that, curled up beside their good-for-nothing father for days.
His body, motionless of course, was stretched out on the sofa. His head lay against one of his shoulders, and one of his arms trailed down the sofa?his fingers limp and lifeless. There was silence. The atmosphere of lifelessness was prevalent inside the room. I stared hard at his chest, watching for the slightest sign of movement. Nothing.
The children turned around to face me. Scars. So many scars on their otherwise beautiful faces. Obviously their father?s doing. The anger inside me rose rapidly to boiling point. Unable of keep it inside me anymore, I picked up one of the empty bottles and flung it at him. Hard.
?WHAT?!? he screamed suddenly, causing me to stumble backwards until I fell. I sat up, waiting for him to open his eyes and acknowledge our presence. The children were wailing, and after appeasing them I explained to them that their father was only sleeping, and that he was very tired. A long while later, they willingly stepped outside to play.
?We need to talk.? I said emotionally with a look of disdain, not to the man who was on the sofa, but to the wall facing the sofa.
He proceeded to shower, to change, and to eat, without even paying me the slightest bit of attention, as I sat on a chair
When I saw the Alcoholics Anonymous assignment on our syllabus earlier this semester I thought, "Oh my god, I have to go to some stupid AA meeting." In the weeks prior to attending the meeting, I was very nervous about attending it because I did not know what to expect. Some of the questions going through my mind were: "Was everyone expected to talk at the meeting?" and "Was I going to be criticized as the outsider wanting to know what AA was all about?" Those were my two main concerns.
After looking at the corpse for a while he decided that he would deal with the body after he ate some breakfast. When he was eating breakfast several thoughts came to his head like, “how was he going to get home,” “is there any other servants in the home,” and “are his friends looking for him.”
Alcohol consumption was initiated on reservations when traders in the nineteenth century started to offer it to oppressed and depressed Native Americans. Natives represent, in fact, the ethnic group with the highest degree of alcohol consumption in the United States. Confinement on reservations after displacement brought for Native Americans identity conflicts and assimilation problems. This situation promoted the abuse of liquor to mitigate the psychological pain inflicted by the dispossession of the land and enclosure in a limited and controlled space. Both the stereotype of the “Noble Savage” and the “drunken Indian” are recurrent figures in mainstream literature of the US.
Soon, both parents came. When the boy's father saw his child, he rushed over to his boy and saying something bad to me. As same as my teacher, she also began to criticize me. She repeated what she had just said to me in front of the boy’s father. She might want to show the father that she was worthy of his “red packet”. My mother also became angry, and she began to complain why I had caused her trouble again. At that time, I felt dizzy and wanted to suicide. I cried out of fear, but no one comforted me. Everyone was looking at the boy, whether he was good. "Why are you crying?” When I was crying, the boy's father said to me, "You might let my son into a concussion! If my son has some problem, I won not let you go!” I only knew that concussion
Achieving sobriety is the ultimate goal for all patients recovering from an addiction to drugs or alcohol. However, the road to long-term sobriety can be long and challenging. That’s why it’s important to understand the benefits of getting sober. When roadblocks appear on the road to recovery, it can be helpful to remember what you’re gaining by giving up alcohol and/or drugs.
When his body hit the ground, the people around him felt a wave of shock. He was dead. The women covered their mouths with one hand, tears already streaming down their faces. The other hand covered the eyes of the children who witnessed the horrendous scene and were no longer pure and innocent, sheltered and hidden from the cruel reality of the
Crumpled newspapers scattered the table like the bones of dead bodies after war. Windows wiped down of memories huddled between oak frames, facing a street with cosy cottages. Single embroidered carpets hugged the floor, covering the marble tiles in delicate silk. A whisper of wind floated in through cracks of the panes of glass, whispering it's songs of misery throughout the house. I breathed in gulps of air, allowing the icy coolness to fill my lungs, and the morning frost creep out. My glistening blue eyes presented purple bags, and my sleek hair was a tangled cobweb. My feet dragged along the stone floor like the walking of the undead. I’d been up all night, searching and seeking for answers.
Alcoholism is perhaps the most common form of drug abuse in North America today. Scientists report that the reason alcohol is so popular to people is because it is pleasant, relaxing, and is considered a "social beverage." But what individuals often do not take in to consideration is the fact that alcohol dulls the brain and confuses physical reactions. This can lead to numerous injuries, accidents, and death. Alcohol affects every part of an alcoholic's life: their body, their mind and their family life. The body has a natural chemical that gives a feeling of a "natural high". It happens in the presence of a life-endangering situation. This chemical is adrenaline, which is meant to prepare the body for defense in
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Ellie and I lay in our beds, neither one of us knew what to say. In the other room, our host parents were arguing. We didn’t know what about, but we knew it was serious. Then we heard a “THWACK” followed by silence. Ellie and I sat up in our beds and looked at each other, I could tell she was as scared as I was. “Was that? Did he just?” she asked me. Then the arguing started back up again. We calmed back down until we heard it again. “THWACK” We knew then, the noise we heard, was him beating her. We got up, our hearts racing; neither of us knew what to do. We got our nerves together to go get help. When we opened the door to our room we saw the children sitting on the couch crying out for their mother. I could see the fear in their face and I knew something needed to change.
I tried to force myself to be calm. ‘What is it that you want?’ I asked him coldly. I knew I was over reacting but I didn’t care, he was the only one who I could take my anger out on, though by looking at his darkening
Scoffing, you pushed his hand away from your face. At that moment in time, you felt something inside you snap, no longer caring what he thought. "You're just like all the other guys I've been with, you were only after one thing and now you've got it, you want nothing to do with me!" you hissed. At this point Namjoon was still staring at you, however, this time he was staring at you in shock, unfazed by what you said but more shocked that you had actually snapped at him the way you did.
There are several different ways to describe substance abuse. So many people think that substance abuse only pertains to alcoholism. There is several other substances that may cause someone to be diagnosed with substance abuse disorder. Some of those things include: marijuana, alcohol, stimulants(cocaine and amphetamines), Hallucinogens, Inhalants, sedatives, and even nicotine. Even though some people may not see some of these things as things that may become addicting they are. More and more people are becoming addicted to the smallest things such as alcohol. For hundreds and thousands of American citizens alcoholism is become far too common. Alcoholism is a disease that affects many people in the United States today. It not
"Well you should be, you know how important this is." I replied as tears welled up in my eyes and looked around the table. I put down my utensils, wiped my mouth with my napkin, and stood up. "Excuse me." That was all I was able to choke out in an almost hiss as I escaped to the bathroom. By the time I shut the door, I was already in chest heaving sobs. They wouldn't stop, it was terrible. Then he came and made it worse.