Change

nothing much to say today,except tat Hillary (haha partner) is really a gd writer!
the following essay is written by her..
though thr is some sexual content(pls don't b mistaken,the essay is fictional,not true one!),but i think the essay is pretty well written!

Change
Change is something wonderful. It allows the beholder to experience many things in life, whether happy or sad, change is something good. It leads us through the many portals in life as we see the diversity of the world. Change could be something amazing, like how a butterfly grows from young. An ugly little green caterpillar could change into such a beautiful flying creature! Change works miracles in life that humans are unable to imagine; and this is the story of how my life changed for the worse... or is it better...
I walked down the school corridor aimlessly. The bell had just rung and students were flocking in big groups towards the canteen. I had no destination because I was a loner, someone who did not have any friends. Each step I took forward, I could glance at the other students happily chatting amongst each other and the sight ached my heart. I just longed to have a good friend who I could turn to in sorrow, share happiness with and someone to pick me up when I fell; then I would not mind the rest who were gloating at me. As the corridor cleared out, the sound of my footsteps echoed loudly. But no one else was there to sense my loneliness and come along to accompany me. I stepped into the basketball court and sat in the shade of the huge oak tree. Like a parent shielding his child from all the dangers of the world, the oak tree covered me gently with its branches, putting a cloak of comfort on my shoulders. I could trust the tree with all my secrets as I whispered them into the air, breathing in the sweet scent of the freshly-bloomed clovers growing at the edge of the basketball court. Then, something really unexpected happened.
Jason, the most popular boy in school whom all the girls fawned over, walked up to me and seated himself fown comfortably. He plucked the grass and leaned back, in no hurry to tell me what he was doing there. Often, people told me to go away as that was their "meeting place", as if the oak tree was theirs. It belonged to me also, and everyone else in the school! But others just claimed the spot selfishly, chasing me away from my comfort, pushing me back into the reality that I did not want to face. However, Jason closed his eyes, with no apparent attempt to chase me away from my shelter. At least I could still remain there. I shifted myself more to the right, leaving a wider gap between the two of us. It felt awkward sitting next to someone I usually did not even dare to look at.
"It's relaxing here, eh?" Jason suddenly popped a question at me and I stared at him blankly. For the first time in my life, I realized how sharp his features were and how handsome he was. All the curves and lines on his face seemed to fit in perfectly and I could not find a single flaw with his face. He opened his eyes slowly and pushed himself back, at the same time edging nearer towards me. I dropped my head so that it sunk low again. I had not enough confidence to look him straight in the eye. He repeated his question as I did not answer, yet his tone was calm and not impatient. I nodded my head and my ponytail bounced up and down.
"I've been observing you for quite awhile," he said, taking my hand and placing it in his palm. With a quick, swift movement, my hand retreated. I did not like the feeling of warmth he was giving me although I had always longed for it. He shrugged his shoulders curtly and drew something out of his pocket, a tiny ziploc bag, sealed, with a few white pills inside. I remembered seeing that before... At the doctor's probably? Perhaps Jason was sick. Or was it just some sort of vitamins for nutrition. I fixed my gaze upon it and Jason held the packet out to me. He gestured, as if asking me to open the packet and pop a table into my mouth. I felt a pang of confusion. Why was he asking me to take his medicine? Then just at the exact same second, my memory of that packet flashed at me. It was drugs! Something dangerous and harmful, as the teachers had told us. What was Jason doing with this kind of drug? I shook my head vigorously, indicating that I did not want to even go near any of those pills. "Why not? It'll relieve you of all your pain. Just one will do the trick..."
All my unhappy moments flooded my brain as Jason droned on beside me. This object, would it be so miraculous to make me popular? Would I then be accepted amongst all my other classmates? Without any more hesitation, I popped a pill into my mouth. It was just one, why not try and seeif I would really be in heaven after taking the tablet? My conscience no longer stood firm as all my desires washed over it, hitting it hard, blowing it away like how the wind would blow until a tree was uprooted. I smiled at Jason gratefully. He had accepted me. Finally, someone I could talk to.
I was in paradise! The drug made me soar above the clouds and it made me feel as free as a bird. I was no longer an imprisoned, wingless bird endlessly beating at the cage bars to get free, but instead, I lingered with all the rest of the flock. Jason and his group of friends invited me to play basketball with them and I did. This drug had changed me into something I could never have been before. All the other students hanging around me, chatting with me... I would never wish for anything more. Nothing else seemed important in my life now...
The big group trooped into the pub. It was evening and the sun was beginning to doze off as it faded away. I stumbled into Jason's arms and we tell onto the couch, him on top of me. As his lips pressed against mine, I knew this was where I would belong in the future. No one would snatch this blissful life away from me. We had a lot of fun drinking and dancing in the pub. Then my handphone on the sofa rang. It was fairly loud and Jason heard it too. He reached over to it and rejected the call. "Never mind that." I did not want to spoil the fun so I switched it off. I did not want my mother to start nagging at me again. It was so boring to go home, study, or stare at a blank list of messenger contacts. I had so many new friends now that I was certain they would all never desert me! By the time we left the pub, a sheet of darkness covered the rest of the outside world. We all reeked of alcohol and sweat but no one was there to complain. Jason was holding me in his arms and his face was all red. We all were drunk. "Run along home now," he blurted out.
I could not leave behind this night with all the music and laughter! I did not want to step back into my past where no one would even spare a glance towards me! No way would I ever allow that to happen! I slipped my hand around his waist and whined with a puppy-dog look on my face. He grinned from ear to ear. I knew that more interesting stuff would take place as he walked with me towards his sports car. He drove off, the breeze hitting my face. Finally we stopped on a hill. Everywhere, there were just bushes and grass. The place was deserted. Jason fell on top of me and started it.
As my life fell into the darkness of the night around me, I smiled. This probably could be a bad thing, but nobody would ever know we had committed such a crime. From the poor, innocent girl I was; a sudden bright light shined upon me, showing me a way out, but put me also on a path of no return. I had taken it, knowing the consequences, but I could not control my desires and everything that had happened. As the storm finally decided to rest, the black clouds drifted away, and we both had fallen asleep.
Sometimes change could be a good thing, or it may be a bad thing. Some changes are inevitable, like how an egg will hatch into a fluffy yellow chick, but some changes are the ones we choose. I made the decision to change my life the moment I took the drug. But would I ever regret this change in the future? This change had brought me happiness for a night... But I never knew this change would bring about other serious consequences in the future.So, is change good... or bad?
By Hillary :D
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