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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Death of an Enemy

The death of an enemy
(A conversation with my alcoholism)
By Rick McGinnis 5/12/09



Come in, have ab disclosething to eat can we talk? You agnise we met on the corner of east 100th and Sandusky, in the reverberate of 1971; I was going to a house party with some of friends. You introduce yourself to me and tell your name was Al, last name Cohol and you were the full cousin of Cig arêtes and mari-juana. You told me that I could trust you and that you will be my surmount friend for life. You promise me that you would show me good generation and exonerate me the life of the Party, and I would sweep the ladies off there feet. You said I can make you a great lover, a smooth talker, dapper, cool and, smart, and everyone would love you. So, I took you in and you do all those things came true. You gave me pride, courage, and I could do anything I wanted too, no longer shy or afraid of people places or things. Then one day about 1978 you ask me to despoil over this fold with you. I could non see it unless I agreed too anyway, suddenly I matt-up like I was caught up in a snap and my world was spinning out of control.

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Once you got me over that line everything change, you really had a hold on me, all I did was think of you night and day. Then you began to abuse me, the good times became bad times, being the life of the parties became being the death of a party and being a great lover was out of the question. Everyone did not want me around when you were there (so much for being loved by everyone).All that pride and courage you gave me, it was just rancid pride and false courage. You took me to a level I did not know that I could go to. You would backpack me out and thence leave asleep in strange places or take me to jail and then leave me there without a storage of what we had done the night before. Then you gave me a whole dishful of things to carry on my shoulder, in that bag was dishonesty, selfishness, self-centered...If you want to put down a full essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com



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