George Orwell was a police officer hated by many people just because he was European. One day he called to investigate an elephant that was running around the bazaar. By the time he tracked it down, the elephant had killed a man, among other things. Followed by a large crowd he found the elephant calmly eating grass outside the village. Suddenly George Orwell was faced with a difficult decision. He knew he shouldn't kill the elephant, but he was afraid that if he didn't he would be laughed at and hated more than he already was. He did the only thing he could and killed the elephant, who died a slow, tortured death. The fact that the elephant had killed a man was his only justification. George Orwell may not have used the best reasoning when trying to ensure that while he was away we wrote to each other several times a week. However, being away from him opened my eyes to how much my life revolved around him. I decided to go see my friends even though I told them I wouldn't. They convinced me to go to a party, which I agreed to as long as I was the driver. I met so many people and had a great time. I didn't partake in some of the things everyone else had, but I felt guilty for going and decided to tell him so in my next letter. His response came quick and harsh. He tore me to pieces in that letter, but the line I'll never forget said, "Don't be a whore Karen, Joe loves you." His letter kicked it up a notch and gave me the reason why I needed to attend the picnic that even though they couldn't believe he said those things, they also said "he should know he has nothing to worry about, you play always on the safe side." I saw red. I couldn't take it anymore. I'd had enough of being the good girl, tired of playing it safe. Once we got to the picnic I noticed one of the guys I had met at the last party. He seemed interested in me so I asked him to help me find something to drink. One day turned into an entire weekend of drinking, hanging out with him and my friends, and wandering from cornfield to cornfield so as not to get caught. It went against everything I believed; flirting, underage drinking and partying. I didn't even bother checking with anyone, until the second one