Red Line 4, Coursebook
92 ni nety - two Six years later Drew Barrymore is 13. She is back in L.A. after four months in NewYork City, where she made another movie. Drew is now using drugs and alcohol. 50 55 60 65 70 75 80 85 90 95 100 105 110 Drew snorted her first line of cocaine at a school dance. She had returned to Los Angeles and fallen back in with her high school crowd. Life in Manhattan had been exciting, especially when she had had her first real boyfriend while she was there. But it felt good to be back in familiar surroundings and with her regular crowd. It felt even better after Drew finally gave in to cocaine. She was addicted right from the start. For fifteen wonderful minutes, the drug took all of Drew’s troubles away. She didn’t worry about her weight problems or why she hated herself. While she was high, life felt beautiful for her. As soon as her good feelings started to wear off, all she had to do was snort another line and, like magic, she was happy again. From the moment she tried it, Drew could think of nothing else but cocaine, cocaine, cocaine – and drinking. When the next summer vacation arrived, Drew had all the time in the world for her addictions. She had spent so many summers in studios that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to have a summer break. This summer, she could do just as she wanted, and didn’t have to worry about getting up early the next morning. But she soon found out that she had been hired to work on yet another movie, and the cameras were starting in July. That gave Drew only one month of freedom for her addictions. The moment of truth came two weeks into her vacation. She went to a movie with some friends and got drunk on beer. The group stayed out until very late, past Drew Barrymore’s curfew. But breaking that rule was the least of her crimes: terribly drunk, she called her mom and told her to find somewhere else to sleep for the night. “When I got home,” Drew told People magazine, “I screamed, ‘What the hell are you doing here?!’ I wanted her out of the house – I said it was my turn to be Mom. She just stood there and looked at me. I started to throw things … I went to get another beer and was swearing at my mother when the front door opened. ‘Oh shit, the cops!’ I thought. But a friend came through the door, someone who had checked into a rehabilitation program to get sober. By that time, I couldn’t walk or function. She and my mother pulled me into the car.” “Where are you taking me?!” Drew wanted to know. “The hospital.” ‘Good answer,’ thought Drew as she silently thanked her lucky stars for her breakdown. Of course, she was not just going to the city hospital. Finally, and before it had become too late, Drew Barrymore was on the painful road to rehabilitation. adapted from: Happily Ever After – The Drew Barrymore Story, by Leah and Elina Furman 5 Check-in Language Talkwise Text Wordwise Check-out Nur zu Prüfzwecken – Eigentum des Verlags öbv
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