A Night to Remember

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Claire Garfield

A Night to Remember

        The nightclub was amazing; the flashing bright lights distorting my vision, the penetrating music deafened me but it was magnificent.  My friends were incredible for organising such a breathtaking and mind blowing party.  I was eighteen that day and never anticipated that I would be stuck in this place for eighteen months.  I was legally allowed to drink so the only thing on my mind was to get as much alcohol down me as possible but then I started to realise that it wasn’t as fun as it used to be something was missing then I realised that the danger of getting caught doing something wrong had gone, the ‘buzz’ had disappeared.  There were so many people at the club it was completely packed like a bag of crisps ready to explode and I knew I was going to remember this night for the rest of my life.  Now I know that I will but unfortunately it isn’t for the reason I wanted it to be, but that wasn’t my fault and I could do nothing to prevent it for it was destined to be.  Your probably thinking that I’m one of these strong Christians that do everything by the book, well I’m not I just believe in fate and destiny and due to my night at the club my belief is now stronger.  

        The night started off being remarkable, all of my friends were there waiting for me.  I looked stunning or so I was told, dressed in my finest outfit consisting of my knee high black leather boots which glistened in the light and my tight black dress that lingered just above my knees, every other inch a strip of my dress was missing from the side, I looked extravagant.  

        You always hear the nightmare stories of people having their drinks spiked in nightclubs and end up in rehab and simply dismiss them under those famous words “It’ll never happen to me,” that’s what I thought.  It was my birthday so all my friends were buying me drinks and the thought of them spiking my drinks never even crossed my mind they were decent and honest people that would never be suspected of doing something so fraudulent.  I knew that my friends took drugs but in the four years that I had known them they had not once tried persuading me to take them. The atmosphere that night was utterly relaxed until the pressure started heating up “Go on they won’t hurt you, it’s your birthday these will help you relax and have fun,” that was the most popular line used but I knew the facts I knew about good and bad trips and I wasn’t going to except any of their lame excuses and I stood my ground.  I put their pressure down to the fact that they had been drinking as I refused to believe that their attitudes had changed so abruptly.  Some how it must have been when they went to buy my drink they sneakily spiked it with a sprinkle of a stimulant that I was oblivious to and I never thought they would, as a result of my decline for the drugs be so vindictive and actually do something like that behind my back.  

         At first I just felt a slight tingle down my spine but thought nothing of it, then it got worse my vision went blurred and at this point I knew that it wasn’t down to the alcohol and that my friends or as I believed someone that I didn’t know had spiked my drink.  I went to tell my best friend and she dismissed and responded with “Relax and enjoy the feeling while it lasts you’ll learn to love it and come back for more,” I knew at this point that she was aware that someone had done it and didn’t stop them it was like she wanted me to become addicted.  I turned around to see all my group of friends slyly grinning at me “This was obviously planned,” I thought, “but why?”  I couldn’t understand why they had done it, by now I couldn’t see anything but the light rays coming towards me they were laser beams I was sure of it I attempted to dodge them to prevent the damage I was certain they would have caused, this was the start of my hallucinations.  From this point onwards the hallucinations got worse each time affecting me in a different way, some made me feel like I was in danger and others made me feel like I was in ecstasy.  I wondered what drug they had used to make me feel this way and then I started to consider what effects other drugs could have on me and I’m ashamed to admit that for a while I actually expressed a wish to try them.  I could finally see why my friends tried them and more why they carried on taking them, everything seemed so clear now or so I thought.  

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        After that night my friends soon had me coming back for more everyday the urge for drugs became stronger until I couldn’t resist them.  I was prepared to do anything to get drugs.  I only had a limited amount of money and soon that ran out as I was eager to try new, harder and more effective drugs, these cost more than the drug that had started my desire.  I realised that I couldn’t steal money from my parents because they would notice and if they found out about my habits they would be devastated because to them I was ...

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