I typically wasn’t the type to go partying all the time. Inevitably, a friend dragged me to one, despite my protests. It wasn’t all bad though, I wanted to take this as a chance to experience something in my rather stale life. As I was sitting on the couch, still a little reluctant to participate, that’s where I noticed her. As carefree as one could be, Molly was there relaxing on a table. …show more content…
I gradually began to go to more parties. I loved everything about her. Her style was immensely unique - composed of a wild arrangement of color combinations and designs, which in a normal case I would find horrendous, but Molly wasn’t normal. Everything she wore look like it was made for her. With her, I could feel myself being less nervous around new people. She was there to initiate conversations, and actually kept them going. It seemed like as soon as she walked through the door, everyone surrounded her. Since I was her friend, everyone talked to me too. I feel like I met and befriended dozens of people. The way she emphasized with people made me admire her more. No matter if you were rich, poor, black, white, anything - she was there to be understanding. With her by my side, there was nothing I couldn’t do, and she let me be the person I’ve always wanted to become.
Not only was she a risk taker with her fashion choices, but she tended to do some pretty wild things too. Her willingness to be daring and adventurous was admirable. She often asked me why I’ve never done these things before. In all honesty, I’ve never considered doing much besides homework and keeping up with my job. She giggled a bit when I gave her my