#215529 - I struggled to get downstairs, my brother had already started cleaning up, l wasn’t much help as my head was spinning, he seemed very offish l thought it was because l had got drunk and shown him up. My name is Sandra and in my last year of high school, l have a brother named Dave, our parents planned to spend a weekend away and as they say while the cats away the mice will play. We got the house tidy then sat down for something to eat which wasn’t a lot for me, at the table my brother said he was sorry for what happened, l thought he meant that he should have been looking after me and not let me get drunk so told him not to worry it was all my fault, but he wasn’t apologising for me getting drunk it was something completely different, after eating, my brother went to catch up with his friends from the party l on the other hand went back to bed hoping when l wake the pain in my head and the pain between my legs would have gone.