Personal Narrative: Alcoholic Drinking

At the age of 8, my parents sat me and my twin sister down and told us that my father was an alcoholic. At the time, it didn't mean much to me, I knew sometimes Dad would come home after work and a shouting match between my parents ensued and thereafter my father would retire to his room to sleep. In the spring of my 5th grade year (age 12), my parents got separated and then divorced. My dad moved to the other side of our small town, rented a house and I soon began making bi-weekly visits with him. It was in this unabeited environment, that my father's drinking began to really become out of control. I told him numerous times in any way I could that I didn't want him to drink around me, that it made me feel unsafe and uncomfortable. He however,