My name is Helga G. Pataki. I am 16 years old. This is my story. Its not all laughs and smiles and good times. quite the oposite actually. It all started three days after summer vacation started.
I walked down the stairs suit case in hand. I was about to embark upon the greatest adventure of my life, or so the lame summer camp broushures told me, but I was having a hard time imagining that. To beileve that you would have to be pretty gulibel. I guess thats why Lila was going. Unlike me she was entusiastic about going. Don't get me wrong it's not that I didn't want to go I mean anything is better than staying here all summer. Everyone from my grade and most from my school were going.
I sat my suit case down near the door where the rest of my lugage was piled.
I turned around and headed for the kitchen where I was sure to find my mother. And of course as predicted she was right where she always was. I walked over to her she was breathing evenly and was that drool in the corner of her mouth? If she's going to pass out on the kitchen counter she could atleast close her mouth. Which is exactly what she should have done when she opened it to drink her alcahol. I leand over to wake her up and I could smell it on her breath it made me gag. If I had eaten anything for brakfast that morning it probably would have made a reapperance. But as usual I hadn't eaten anything plus I was used to the smell after 13 years of understanding what that smell was. I didn't know why she drank but she did it often.
I placed my hand on her shoulder hopeing she would wake up. She didn't. I was tempted to just leave but over the years my consions had gotten stronger and it was harder to ignore, not that I really wanted to. After all God gave people a consions for a reason and you aren't supposed to ignore it.
I had gotten to know Jesus over the years since 4th grade and I now knew his glory and got saved. I was no longer the bully that plauged all of the kids in my class and my self. I now mostly ignored everyone I knew they didn't want any thing to do with me after the way I treated them. Even thogh I had made ammends with them and asked for there forgivness for what I'd done. At first they has looked at me like I had gone mental but they forgave me any way now they don't even look at me. I don't care I like it that way. I put her arm around my shoulder and slid her off the stool she was on. I put my arm around her waist to support her wieght better. The couch would have to be good enough. I was slightly taller than her 5'6" but she wieghed more than me. I could barely make it to the couch. As I struggled to the couch I couldn't help but think that Bob should be the one helping her. But seeing as how he already left for work that wasn't gonna happen so it was my resposibility now. He should have moved her before he left but he didn't care.
There ya go. You comfortable enough I could get you another pillow or something she said fully aware of the fact her mother couldn't here her. She wasn't mad at her mother not in the least.She felt sorry for her mother. She felt guilty if she had been a better daughter maybe her mother wouldn't be like this. She was also disapointed that she chose to try to drink away her problems instead of talking to some one. Helga was never one to talk about her own feelings to anyone. She didn't even write anymore. She was afraid some one would find another one of her books and read it. But she would have gladly listened to her mom if she would open up to her. She still would. She had tried to get her mom to quit drinking but every time she failed. She had even thrown all of the alcahol in the house once. All that got her was a black eye and sore ribs when Bob found out. He also took the money to replace his beer out of her allowance. He didn't care if miriam stoped drinking or not. All he cared for was him.
She pulled a blanket over her mother and kissed her forhead "Bye Mir.....Mom." She said
She picked up her stuff and walked out the door. "Well this is it the beginig of the greatest adventure of my life." She said sarcasticly.
Little did she know................................................