Eighteen: The Age of Freedom On my eighteenth birthday earlier this summer, I was informed of my new responsibilities as an “adult.” Legally, I’m old enough to move out and live without supervision, get married without a parent’s permission, be held accountable for my actions, and face the consequences as any American adult would. At age eighteen, I’m able to get into dance clubs, and some clubs on the eastside that cater …showed first 75 words of 459 total…

…showed last 75 words of 459 total…that eighteen is still considered childhood, due to the fact that some turned eighteen at the end of their junior year of high school. Someone at that point in their lives has enough trouble balancing a part time job and school, much less the responsibility of having adult privileges. Either way you see it, I feel that lowering the drinking age could put a stop to underage binge-drinking, and the amount of drunk driving fatalities.