Freedom
Essay by people • June 29, 2011 • Essay • 398 Words (2 Pages) • 1,762 Views
Imagine being friends with the "popular people," going to parties with them, thinking that you could trust those people, and you thinking that everyone likes you. In reality those people don't care about you, your true not-so-cool friends you ditched for the "popular people" don't want to talk to you, your family doesn't know who you are anymore, and most importantly you think there is no way out of the hole you've dug for yourself. The reason why you got in this mess is from one word; Drinking.
It was the start of my junior year in high school, I had the best friends that anyone could ask for, I made straight A's, and I was in the culinary arts program for school. I met a few girls in my classes that I thought I would of never of had talked to but they seemed really nice and asked me if I would like to hangout outside of school sometime. I was hesitant at first because of what I've heard about them and their groups reputation, but I didn't want to seem judgmental
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so I agreed to meet up with them that weekend, even though I was suppose to go to my best friend's birthday party. As the few days went by that led to the weekend the girls began to talk about our
plans, they planned for us to go to many different parties and stay the night at someone's house they didn't even know. This was not anything that I have ever wanted or planned on doing but I still felt pressured and maybe not cool to tell them no.
Finally the day came that I was somewhat dreading, the girls came and picked me up, and we then went back to one of their houses to change. Apparently I wasn't wearing the exact clothes they had in mind, they then found of the most revealing outfit I have ever seen. They then did my makeup, hair, and put the outfit on me, I looked nothing like I did when I came and I think that was there idea. When we arrived to the party I was very uncomfortable, I had no idea who anyone was and half of them were drunk. The girls I arrived with went off...
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