Memories of Primaries: Anti Drug Abuse Essay

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Anti Drug Abuse Essay

"Larry, do you want to go to the nightclub tonight? Good for relaxing!" Jason asked.
"Sorry, I can’t," I replied with guilt in my eyes. Hopefully he did not know that I was lying. To my surprise, he insisted that I went. I hesitated. Nightclubs were bad. But with Jason blabbering away about how good the nightclub was, I could not help but agree.
At night, some friends, Jason and I went to a nightclub near Geylang. A great commotion was going on in there. As I stepped into the nightclub, the aroma of different types of wine and beer filled my nostrils. People from all walks of life, drunk and sober filled the nightclub. I was amazed at the sight. We grabbed a seat each and settled down.
"Four jugs of beer!" Jason shouted to the bartender. This was surely not his first time here. I took a glass of beer and stared at it, hard. Holding my breath, I took a gulp of it. How bitter, I thought.
Suddenly, Jason asked, "Larry, want to try something good?" My curiosity aroused.
"Okay…" I answered with a tinge of innocence in my eyes. Suspiciously, he took out a packet of pills from his pocket. Drugs! I was shocked. Utterly shocked. They were illegal.
"How could you?" I questioned, still recovering from shock. Jason just replied with a smirk on his face.
"Try one," he said. I recoiled in shock. No way would I ever touch drugs! I turned him down flatly.
"Come on! It wouldn’t hurt…Unless you are a coward," Jason urged. I was in a dilemma. Should I take it? After much consideration, I took one pill of Ecstasy.
It tasted fine. Gradually, I felt drowsy. I felt like I was floating, I felt…great! The feeling was beyond description. I started hallucinating. My body was shaking uncontrollably. Unknowingly, I became addicted to the Ecstasy.
"If you want more, meet me at Bedok tomorrow morning," Jason said with a grin. I nodded my head in agreement.
The next day, I made my way to Bedok. Jason was waiting at a playground, gesturing to me. He handed me a packet of pills. Just then, a few policemen came out of hiding. Jason and I sprinted out of the playground, hoping to flee. Alas, it was too late! We were caught and were tested positive for consumption of drugs.]
As I stepped into jail, tears flowed down my cheeks. Why did I consume drugs? I had brought sorrow upon my family. I had brought sorrow upon myself…

P.S. MC, there are 425 words here. I really cannot cut down anymore. Can you help me please?

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