The start
It has never been easy on my side. It's not clear on my mind when the rain started beating me but I can remember my first time in a pub. On that day, I was chilling in my hostel when I received a call from Salma , my campus babe. She was inviting me to a party that was planned to take place in one of the clubs within our university vicinity. Being a first year student and actually this was going to be the first time I was going to attend a such like party owing to the fact that I was a village champion, I was over excited. I was punctual and therefore, I arrived at the venue earlier than anticipated. In my mind I knew that a party is all about dancing, showcasing your talents and all those but whatever I found there was totally different from what I expected. The tables were all dark. Ladies were half naked and smoking bhang without minding their mouths . I was shocked but I also never wanted to let myself down and therefore, I decided to join them in whatever they did. I found myself taking alcohol, it tasted bitter but I misused the quote " Sometimes you need to accept the truth and let pain teach you how to be strong " therefore I decided to remain strong and accept the bitterness of alcohol. This is how the damage started.