Tomorrow we're spotlighting Mindi Scott's debut novel FREEFALL, about a guy, Seth McCoy, who was the last person to see his best friend, Isaac, alive, and the first to find him dead. "It was just another night, just another party, just another time when Isaac drank too much and passed out on the lawn. Only this time, Isaac didn't wake up."
I can't imagine being Seth, can you? The guilt you would feel over something like that would be horrible.
I think there's still this idea out there that as long as you're not driving, alcohol isn't really that harmful. And yet, almost every year, at least one story will hit the news about a teen drinking himself to death. And it probably happens a lot more than we hear about.
Underaged drinking was huge in the town where I went to high school. It's just what kids did. Every weekend it was all about finding out who was having a party. And if no one was having one, kids went to one of the well-known spots and made one.
I'm pretty sure none of us viewed alcohol as something dangerous. And yet, it can be, right? In more ways than one. There can be other ramifications too - like, I wonder how many teen pregnancies happen that wouldn't have otherwise happened if alcohol hadn't been involved.
Fortunately, I don't think I ever saw kids really binge drinking in high school. By binge drinking, I mean the kind of drinking you hear about where it's almost like an extreme sport - challenging each other to drink and drink and drink, until people are passing out. It sounds so scary to me!
Question of the day: I'm curious - Did you ever witness a scary episode of binge drinking when you were in high school or college? Did it change your feelings about drinking and/or parties?