After being caught red-fisted so to speak, I started locking my door. This would eliminate that possibility from ever happening again. Of course, the evidence still remained in my waste basket. Ah, the stupidity of youth.

One day, my father was at work as usual. He didn't start drinking until he came home which he did privately outside. He had bottles of vodka hidden everywhere... Like we didn't know. We found them often. Of course, we didn't really need to find them. We saw the results.

I saw that my mother was home which was unusual as she worked an 8-5 job every weekday. I was just coming in from...