One Bad Day

It started the night before on a Thursday night. My friend Jeremy brought me over a bottle of Vodka. I sat down in my room watching a movie getting piss drunk with my younger brothers Seth and Brent sitting near by. I mixed up a big jar full of Vodka and orange juice... a super-screwdriver is what I called it. After I became too drunk to walk up the stairs I layed down on my couch and just passed out with my brothers still sitting in front of me watching the movie. I can't remember what movie was playing. The next morning (Friday morning) I woke up and started sipping on my super-screwdriver. I went upstairs to see if there was going to be any school that day. It had been raining and freezing on the roads for most of the night before, so I didn't think we would have any school that day. I sat down next to my mom and watched the news to see if "Appleton Public Schools : Closed" would come up on the school cancellations. Sure enough... it came up. It was only 5:30 am yet so I went back down to my room. I was sitting down there drinking my super-screwdriver and listening to my radio for about thirty minutes, when my friend Chris comes walking down into my room. The first thing he says is "Donney! There's no school today, man!" I looked back at him already buzzing and said, "Chris... it's six o' clock in the morning." He sat down beside me and said, "Is it really?!" I looked at his eyes and could tell he was stoned. He looked down at my super-screwdriver and said, "Holy shit! How much Vodka's in that?!" I said, "Half of it's Vodka." He reached down, picked it up, smelled it, whistled, and then put it back down. He then turned to me and asked me "There's a party at Jamie's at noon... you wanna go?" I asked him what would be there, and he told me lots of Captain Morgan and lots of beer. I said, "Sure." I then asked him if he wanted to go with me to a party in Neenah at a friend of mine's house. He asked me how we were going to get there, and I told him by bus. I then told him "I guarantee you'll get a piece of ass." All he said in response was "I'm there, man!" After that we sat around my room for another half-hour drinking the rest of the Vodka and orange juice mix, listening to Kid Rock, and talking. It was about 7:00 am when my little brother Brent came down into my room. That was also when Chris and I finished up the super-screwdriver. Brent sat down beside me on my couch. I was holding a glass of another screwdriver I mixed up. This screwdriver was mostly Vodka, though. Brent looked at it and asked me what it was. I told him that it was called a screwdriver. Then he asked me if he could try it, and I handed it to him and told him he could as long as he didn't tell mom I let him have any. He said, "I won't... I promise." He then sipped a little and made a face indicating he didn't like it, so I took it back. Then all of a sudden he grabbed the whole bottle, tipped it back, and guzzled a bunch of it without "chasing" it with anything. Chris and I just gazed in awe. Finally I said, "Why don't you take it in shots instead of guzzling it." and handed him a shot glass full of Vodka. He slammed it down, no problem. All Chris could say was "Holy shit!" After another hour had gone by my little sister Brenna came down and asked if she could have some, too. So Chris poured her a bunch of shots. I looked over at Brent who was just staring at something. I asked him if he was feeling all right and sat him up. He just looked at me all glossy eyed and smiled. I could tell he was piss drunk. He layed back down then and just looked around. He was starting to look a little pale so I figured I should bring him upstairs and give him a glass of milk to neutralize some of the alcohol in his system. I stood up and told him to come with me upstairs. He stood up, took two steps, and fell face first into a pile of blankets of the floor. I picked him up and carried him up the stairs. After I got him upstairs I sat him down on the couch in our living room. He felll off onto the floor as I went to get him a glass of milk. My brother Seth came down and asked me what was wrong with Brent. I told him what happened Seth just laughed and went over by him. Seth was 14, Brent was 9, Brenna was 9. When I came back over with Brent's milk I found Seth playing around with him. I told Seth to quit it, and gave Brent the glass of milk. My other sister Shauntell came down from her room and asked me what the hell I was doing. Shauntell was 12. I told her what had happened, and then I told her to keep an eye on Brent while I went downstairs to my room to see what Brenna and Chris were doing. I went downstairs to find Brenna laying on my floor. Chris was watching a movie. I told Chris to come upstairs and check out Brent. He reluctantly followed me upstairs to see Brent. Brent was stumbling around trying to eat this cookie he found. Chris just laughed and told me I should call Jeremy over and tell him to bring another bottle of Vodka. I call Jeremy, told what had happened so far, and told him to come over with another bottle and check out Brent. Fifteen minutes later (at about 8:30 am) Jeremy showed up with another bottle. Me, Chris, Jeremy, and Seth brought it down to my room and finished the remaining Vodka. We then decided to walk down to Chris's house and grab his bottle of Jack Daniels. So Seth, Chris, Jeremy, and I all walked down about three blocks to Chris's and grabbed his bottle and a movie (Titan A.E.). While we were in Chris's room me, Jeremy, and Chris scraped up a bowl of pot off his counter. Then we all walked back to my house and went down into my room. We also brought Brent downwith us. Brenna was still laying on the floor! I woke her up and asked her if she wanted to watch a movie. She said, "Sure." and sat in an armchair in the corner of my room. Me and Jeremy packed the bowl we scraped up into a pipe he had. After we were all set I popped in the movie, and shut off the lights. I couldn't make it up the steps to the the switch, so I just unscrewed the lightbulbs. I was pretty suprised at the fact that I didn't break any. I didn't have to push "play", because the VCR had auto play. While the previews were rolling through me and Jeremy smoked the bowl we had. Then me and Chris talked about how much of a "perfect day" it was turning out to be, untill Seth told us to shut up so he could hear the movie. We (me and Chris) agreed to shut up and watch the movie. It was about 11:00 am by then. An hour went by, and then my mom yelled down to me "Donnney! You know you're not supposed to have friends over when I'm not home!" Then she slammed my door after I yelled up "Sorry!" About fifteen minutes later my door opened up again, only this time it wasn't my mom... it was two police officers. They yelled down for us to turn the lights on. Chris got up and screwed the bulbs back in. The officers yelled at him to sit back down. Then they came over by us and asked us what we were doing. I pointed to the screen and said, "Watching a movie." One of the officers stepped forward with a flashlight, even though the lights were on, and looked on the other side of my TV and saw a bottle of Vodka. He picked it up and said, "What's this?" I said, "A bottle of Vodka." Then he said, "Don't act smart." I responded with "Then don't act stupid." That wasn't very smart of me, but it got him to shut up. The other officer asked us who was all drinking. Nobody raised their hands, so he had all of us go upstairs to give us breathalizers. Oh, my mom was at work from 6:00 am to 12:00 pm when she yelled down to me. This all happened January 25th and 26th of 2001. Well, Chris, Jeremy, Brent, Brenna, Seth, and I all got breathalizers. Everyone except me and Jeremy blew something above .00. Seth and Chris recieved underage drinking fines, and I got a possession fine. My mom had the police call my social worker, and my social worker told them to bring me to Shelter Care. So I was handcuffed and shipped off to shelter care. I sat in there for 2 weeks, but that's a different story...


	Shrapnel2019 \| home My Personal Info \| My Creative Writings \| The Mental Hospital \| My "First Time" \| The Summer Cottage \| New Year's Eve Party \| One Bad Day \| The Shelter Care Experience \| The Journal \| My Love \| Letters from Beth \| Cool Pics \| My Links \| Link to my book One Bad Day It started the night before on a Thursday night. My friend Jeremy brought me over a bottle of Vodka. I sat down in my room watching a movie getting piss drunk with my younger brothers Seth and Brent sitting near by. I mixed up a big jar full of Vodka and orange juice... a super-screwdriver is what I called it. After I became too drunk to walk up the stairs I layed down on my couch and just passed out with my brothers still sitting in front of me watching the movie. I can't remember what movie was playing. The next morning (Friday morning) I woke up and started sipping on my super-screwdriver. I went upstairs to see if there was going to be any school that day. It had been raining and freezing on the roads for most of the night before, so I didn't think we would have any school that day. I sat down next to my mom and watched the news to see if "Appleton Public Schools : Closed" would come up on the school cancellations. Sure enough... it came up. It was only 5:30 am yet so I went back down to my room. I was sitting down there drinking my super-screwdriver and listening to my radio for about thirty minutes, when my friend Chris comes walking down into my room. The first thing he says is "Donney! There's no school today, man!" I looked back at him already buzzing and said, "Chris... it's six o' clock in the morning." He sat down beside me and said, "Is it really?!" I looked at his eyes and could tell he was stoned. He looked down at my super-screwdriver and said, "Holy shit! How much Vodka's in that?!" I said, "Half of it's Vodka." He reached down, picked it up, smelled it, whistled, and then put it back down. He then turned to me and asked me "There's a party at Jamie's at noon... you wanna go?" I asked him what would be there, and he told me lots of Captain Morgan and lots of beer. I said, "Sure." I then asked him if he wanted to go with me to a party in Neenah at a friend of mine's house. He asked me how we were going to get there, and I told him by bus. I then told him "I guarantee you'll get a piece of ass." All he said in response was "I'm there, man!" After that we sat around my room for another half-hour drinking the rest of the Vodka and orange juice mix, listening to Kid Rock, and talking. It was about 7:00 am when my little brother Brent came down into my room. That was also when Chris and I finished up the super-screwdriver. Brent sat down beside me on my couch. I was holding a glass of another screwdriver I mixed up. This screwdriver was mostly Vodka, though. Brent looked at it and asked me what it was. I told him that it was called a screwdriver. Then he asked me if he could try it, and I handed it to him and told him he could as long as he didn't tell mom I let him have any. He said, "I won't... I promise." He then sipped a little and made a face indicating he didn't like it, so I took it back. Then all of a sudden he grabbed the whole bottle, tipped it back, and guzzled a bunch of it without "chasing" it with anything. Chris and I just gazed in awe. Finally I said, "Why don't you take it in shots instead of guzzling it." and handed him a shot glass full of Vodka. He slammed it down, no problem. All Chris could say was "Holy shit!" After another hour had gone by my little sister Brenna came down and asked if she could have some, too. So Chris poured her a bunch of shots. I looked over at Brent who was just staring at something. I asked him if he was feeling all right and sat him up. He just looked at me all glossy eyed and smiled. I could tell he was piss drunk. He layed back down then and just looked around. He was starting to look a little pale so I figured I should bring him upstairs and give him a glass of milk to neutralize some of the alcohol in his system. I stood up and told him to come with me upstairs. He stood up, took two steps, and fell face first into a pile of blankets of the floor. I picked him up and carried him up the stairs. After I got him upstairs I sat him down on the couch in our living room. He felll off onto the floor as I went to get him a glass of milk. My brother Seth came down and asked me what was wrong with Brent. I told him what happened Seth just laughed and went over by him. Seth was 14, Brent was 9, Brenna was 9. When I came back over with Brent's milk I found Seth playing around with him. I told Seth to quit it, and gave Brent the glass of milk. My other sister Shauntell came down from her room and asked me what the hell I was doing. Shauntell was 12. I told her what had happened, and then I told her to keep an eye on Brent while I went downstairs to my room to see what Brenna and Chris were doing. I went downstairs to find Brenna laying on my floor. Chris was watching a movie. I told Chris to come upstairs and check out Brent. He reluctantly followed me upstairs to see Brent. Brent was stumbling around trying to eat this cookie he found. Chris just laughed and told me I should call Jeremy over and tell him to bring another bottle of Vodka. I call Jeremy, told what had happened so far, and told him to come over with another bottle and check out Brent. Fifteen minutes later (at about 8:30 am) Jeremy showed up with another bottle. Me, Chris, Jeremy, and Seth brought it down to my room and finished the remaining Vodka. We then decided to walk down to Chris's house and grab his bottle of Jack Daniels. So Seth, Chris, Jeremy, and I all walked down about three blocks to Chris's and grabbed his bottle and a movie (Titan A.E.). While we were in Chris's room me, Jeremy, and Chris scraped up a bowl of pot off his counter. Then we all walked back to my house and went down into my room. We also brought Brent downwith us. Brenna was still laying on the floor! I woke her up and asked her if she wanted to watch a movie. She said, "Sure." and sat in an armchair in the corner of my room. Me and Jeremy packed the bowl we scraped up into a pipe he had. After we were all set I popped in the movie, and shut off the lights. I couldn't make it up the steps to the the switch, so I just unscrewed the lightbulbs. I was pretty suprised at the fact that I didn't break any. I didn't have to push "play", because the VCR had auto play. While the previews were rolling through me and Jeremy smoked the bowl we had. Then me and Chris talked about how much of a "perfect day" it was turning out to be, untill Seth told us to shut up so he could hear the movie. We (me and Chris) agreed to shut up and watch the movie. It was about 11:00 am by then. An hour went by, and then my mom yelled down to me "Donnney! You know you're not supposed to have friends over when I'm not home!" Then she slammed my door after I yelled up "Sorry!" About fifteen minutes later my door opened up again, only this time it wasn't my mom... it was two police officers. They yelled down for us to turn the lights on. Chris got up and screwed the bulbs back in. The officers yelled at him to sit back down. Then they came over by us and asked us what we were doing. I pointed to the screen and said, "Watching a movie." One of the officers stepped forward with a flashlight, even though the lights were on, and looked on the other side of my TV and saw a bottle of Vodka. He picked it up and said, "What's this?" I said, "A bottle of Vodka." Then he said, "Don't act smart." I responded with "Then don't act stupid." That wasn't very smart of me, but it got him to shut up. The other officer asked us who was all drinking. Nobody raised their hands, so he had all of us go upstairs to give us breathalizers. Oh, my mom was at work from 6:00 am to 12:00 pm when she yelled down to me. This all happened January 25th and 26th of 2001. Well, Chris, Jeremy, Brent, Brenna, Seth, and I all got breathalizers. Everyone except me and Jeremy blew something above .00. Seth and Chris recieved underage drinking fines, and I got a possession fine. My mom had the police call my social worker, and my social worker told them to bring me to Shelter Care. So I was handcuffed and shipped off to shelter care. I sat in there for 2 weeks, but that's a different story...