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The Terminale S3 of Passy Buzenval High school suggests some new ends to an extract from The Picture of Dorian Gray. They were expected to write a sequel to the story involving modern characters and places. Here is the correction of their work. Read the following articles and tell which one is your favorite story. The extract to complete was taken from the very beginning of the novel when Dorian confesses he would give his soul to stay young forever. Enjoy!!!!

M.JACOBIN (english teacher)

Once in a while does not harm, Dorian discovered his own beauty. This picture seemed to him like the portrait of his soul. Dorian spent about fifty minutes looking at his portrait, trying to find the slightest imperfection. However, a single horn noise coming from the street made him back to reality. His portrait his going to stay young, in spite of him who his going to get old. Suddenly, someone knocked at the door. Dorian hurried to open the door. In front of him, a strange man, with beautiful clothes and a top hat. The man said:

- Hello sir, I am Mr. Watson. I think you are Basil Hallward, nice to meet you, I think that you have to suspect it, I am coming for the painting.

- Sorry but I am not Basil Hallward. I am Dorian…….Dorian Gray.

- I apologize, your friend tell me really good things about you. However, you must surely know where I could find him…

- Oh!!! Mr. Watson, I am Basil Hallward. I think you are coming for the painting.

Dorian really misunderstood about the painting asked to Basil:

- What is the problem with the painting?

- Sorry Dorian I did not tell you about. Mr. Watson is coming to buy your portrait, it is fantastic, isn’t it?

- Are you serious Basil, why did not you tell me?

- Dorian see the good side of the thing, you are going to be famous. It is no use crying over a split milk, Mr. Watson is going to back home with his portrait.

The loss of his portrait shall mark his soul for the rest of his life. Also, Dorian could not let do that. He went upstairs, in the room of the portrait and locked the door. Basil knocked at the door:

- Dorian do not be so stupid, please open the door. About ten minutes later while no answer was coming from Dorian anymore, Basil crashed the door. Dorian was lying on the floor, in a spash of blood. Dorian prefered to separate himself of the portrait rather than see it buy by other.

Thibaut GILLARD

Dorian was conscient of all of this but he decided to do everything is possible to remain young forever. He began to talk about it to Lord Henry :

“- What can I do to remain young, I mean I saw my portrait and he is awesome, I could have all the girls I want with this face but I am afraid of getting old and wrinkled.

- Maybe you could practice some sport and eat healthier but that is not enough, you will grow old, answered the Lord, I suggest you to try plastic surgery or creams and treatments. By the way, I know a lab which needs guys like you.

- Well, I think that is not going to be bad for me, I will try.”

Dorian was sure of what he wanted to do and he was ready to follow Henry everywhere he would go. A week after, Dorian went to a hospital where he met a doctor :

“- Are there some things which could bring me down in there ?

- No, do not worry, there is no problem, said the doctor.”

The day after, Dorian discovered red spots on his face. Going to the emergency, he found out Lord Henry stupefied, he almost threw up when he saw him but Dorian tried to go away.

“- Hold on, Dorian ! What happened to you ? shouted Henry.

- That is your stupid idea of treatment, I prefer growing old than becoming ugly.

- I am sorry, I see you need my words of advice. I know a thing or two about overcoming, being ugly nowadays is not so wrong, it is not unusual that ugly people become successful or rich.

- Oh please, I do not give a shit of what you think, let me go, told Dorian angrily.”

When he arrived in front of the doctor, this one started to laugh, he said :

“- I have never seen one handsome guy becoming ugly. I am kidding, do not worry about that, stop the treatment and you will get your sweetie face back.

- That is not fun ! Look at me, look what you did to me, I am ashamed of my face. I hate you, you and these things, I will never go back until I die. Goodbye.”

After that event, Dorian has decided to grow old no matter what it cost. About Lord Henry, he died on a table while having a face lift.

Adrien DA SILVA

He did not seem to mind. All he could concentrate on was his own perfection, the one the picture reflected. After a while, he finally snapped out of his gaze and turned to Basil, “It is perfect, he shouted, I could not have wished for a better portrait”. The painter, also admiring his work replied calmly “''I only had to capture your face. Without you, none of it would have been possible. To tell you the truth, you are the real artist''”. Dorian meditated on what his friend had just said and concluded that in fact, he was the only one responsible for giving the world so much beauty. To him, if one were only able to inspire such a masterpiece, he would also be capable of taking over the world. That is why, from this moment on, his biggest fear was to ever lose his purity and handsomeness.

When he left Hollward’s house a few minutes later, he did not feel the sentiment of catharsis he had had the pleasure to be filled with when he first discovered his portrait. Now, he could not go passed a mirror or a window pane without feeling the urge to catch a short glimpse at himself, just so he could make sure he had not lost his good looks on the way.

Once home, he called upon his father. He had always been like a brother to the young man, especially after his mother died when he was just a kid. With him, he shared absolutely everything, and today, he needed to confine in him: “Father, I do not ever want to look old”, he stated. Jack Gray was astonished that his son would already feel self conscious about his age, especially since he was no more than twenty-five. Therefore, he tried reassuring him, admitting, “''what are you talking about my boy? Growing old is the best thing Nature had to offer. Don’t you find it amazing to be able to reflect the traits of your past experience?''”. However, Dorian did not agree with the old wrinkled man sitting in front of him. In fact, for the first time, he felt disgusted by his imperfect body and face. Suddenly he asked: “what do you think of plastic surgery?” Jeanne BITEAU

- So, you have decided to draw a portrait of me, said Dorian. You did not understand that I did not like such things.

- At the beginning, I wanted to choose a person that could represent the sense of beauty and when I saw you, I understand that I had made the best choice, said Basil.

- To these words, Dorian was indifferent; there was something inside him that he had never felt before.

He thought that Basil was kidding him. Basil Hallward’s compliments had seemed to him to be the false reality of his youth.

- You can believe me Dorian, said Basil. My paintings reflect everything I feel and I think. I have worked hard for making it.

- You cannot understand, declared Dorian noisily.

After his conversation, Dorian went back to his house and began to think about his beauty. He was not afraid of what Basil said but however he was more and more worried by growing old. Thinking that there would be a day when his face would be wrinkled and deformed. That is why he was asking himself seriously. After an hour, he finally decided to use plastic surgery because he had seen a lot of advertising about it in the street and thought that it was the only solution to look better. When he arrived at the place, a surgeon asked him.

- You are sure to be operated ? You look young, why have you decided to contact me ? said the surgeon.

- I had just followed the choice of my soul. Whatever arrives, I want to change quickly! Affirmed Dorian.

The operation was long because the surgeon did not imagine what could be the extreme beauty. After the operation, Dorian asked to see his face in a mirror. A noise filled the entire place. Then we could hear the surgeon saying something strange.

- You cannot put the clock back. Anthony Moderc

On this snowy day of december, Dorian looked very sad. He realized that the man in the portrait was really himself. As he was admiring his work of art, somebody knocked at the door; a little bit upset, he opened the door. It was his friend Sybil.

_ «Hi, she said. How are you today Dorian?»

_«So so... Sybil! Please,come in, it's so cold outside...» As soon as the girl came into the lounge, her eyes were attracted on the portrait.

_ «What a beautiful portrait! what a masterpiece. Who's the model?» A slight blush coloured Dorian's cheeks: _«It 's me, he said with a genuine smile !»

_ «You? But you look much younger, this boy cannot be your age!»

_ «Well, this morning I didn't feel very well and when I looked at the portrait, I had a revelation and...»

Wendy burst out laughing: _«Are you kidding ? Don't try to make yourself older than your are.»

_«Dear Sybil, what would do if you wanted to look older?» Nothing, and why should I ? I'm seventeen as you know... I have a cute face, a nice silhouette, a beautiful body and there's nothing I'd like to change in myself and look older...»

_«I agree with you, you are young and beautiful now, but one day, you 'll be aging and become  wrinkled and you will show your  real age.»

Dorian was happy somehow...Sybil had not understood the reason why the portrait looked so old... _«Maybe so, she said ! But when it happens and whenever it happens, I will use plastical surgery. Plastical surgeons make miracles,as you may know! You should see my mother! she looks younger than me ! Can you believe it ?»

Thomas Cazor

-« How do you like it ? » suddenly asked Basil, taking Dorian back to real life as if he had been woken up from the sweetest dreams ;

-« Well, I’d have to admit that I am quite amazed » relinquishly answered Dorian, who was trying to remember the thought he was having before Basil had abruptly interfered with him.

-« You don’t seem to be in your best days » said Basil, « It feels like you’re somewhere else » he then confessed.

-« I actually was, I was dreaming, but that is all because of what you’ve done, this painting, I’m still having a hard time catching my breath… I mean… This is one of the most beautiful work of art I have ever seen »  declared the handsome young man.

-« Aren’t you putting too much of yourself into it, I swear, it sounded like you were trying to get something out of me »

-« No, really, I mean it, I solemny mean it, please, believe me, I am completely out of my mind, what you did is mind blowing » quickly replied Dorian.

-« After all, you’re my friend, why would you lie to me, I’m sorry for what I said and thankful for what you said » ended the painter.

-« Besides, you made me realize how beautiful and young I was » whispered the indeed beautiful and young adonis.

-« Well, that is something nice you are tellin me here my friend, I will… »

-« However, these weren’t exactly fine words » replied Dorian, letting show a monstruous grin on his face. »

-« I’m not sure I understand » asked a now worried Basil.

-« This painting and this replication of my face will never grow old whereas I will, and I don’t find this fair. » cried Dorian who was starting to heat up a little bit.

-« Calm down, friend, this isn’t anyone, you can’t be jealous of a thing » said Basil, trying to calm his friend down. »

-« I don’t care, this just can’t be, I will not let it be ! » shouted the now angered young man. He then ran to the painting and started to kick it.

-« Don’t you dare breaking it down ! » who was trying to push Dorian away from the painting.

-« It has to be burned down ! » loudly said Dorian, and then punched Basil on the face, who went down.

The painter fell unconscious. Some seconds later, he started opening up his eyes and figured out what had happened while he was lying down on the floor : Dorian had burned it down, there were just ashes left of his magnificient acomplishment. He raised up and yelled as loud as he could : « Noooooooooooooooooo ! »

Dorian, whose presence was briefly unoticed calmly suggested something to the sad man : « It is no use crying over spiltmilk, my dearest friend. »

Maxence Marche — Preceding unsigned comment added by 195.5.205.98 (talk) 10:48, 10 April 2012 (UTC)

The Decline
The only act of imagining himself passing his prime made Dorian feel ill-at-ease and he sat down on the sofa. “Is everything alright, my dear fellow?” asked Basil, worried. -“Yes, don’t give a damn, please”, answered the young man, sadly. Basil felt disappointed by Dorian’s answer but did not want to insist. The three men had tea in silence and Basil left. At this moment, Lord Henry stood up and went to sit next to Gray. His eyes were dark and wet. “I know what is up with you, young boy. And I also know how to make you go by the stains of age!” he murmured in Dorian’s ear, with a little giggle. -“How did you guess?” asked Dorian, astonished. -“There are things, someone my age must be able to recognize. I was twenty years old too.” he smiled. - “Help me! I will pay you!” he cried, desperate. -“Money does not matter. I have enough. Trust me ad your worst nightmares will disappear.” Lord Henry Wotton gave the dandy twenty pills, a piece of paper and left in a hurry. For twenty years, Dorian followed the instructions that had been given to him, and his skin, his face, his body, kept their perfection. But as the time passed, he was feeling worse and worse. Even though he looked twenty, his body had the strength of an eighty-year-old lady. He had felt the pill was draining his power since the first year. His behavior and philosophy of life had changed, since this choice he had made. He used to think one had to keep up with the times, but he was now sure he had to keep up with his time. Lord Henry was dead now and the pills had been prohibited by the government. There was no turning back. He had lost everything. He had four daily treatments to keep his body alive. Facing the truth, he left the hospital and walked down to the sea until he died because of the weakness of his body. But on his face, there was a smile.

PassybuzenvalTS3 (talk) 09:29, 31 March 2012 (UTC)Cédric VIRY

«-I wish I will never grow older», suddendly murmured Dorian Gray. «-What have you just said?», asked the painter. «-Nothing, my dear Basil, only that you were a fantastic painter», replied the young man. Lord Henry nodded at Dorian, but he was not foolish: he heard what his new friend told in a whisper. After a moment, Basil decided to leave the room, maybe to have a rest after this hard day. Now, they were alone, looking at each other, when Lord Henry declared: «- Do not give up the idea of remaining young, nowadays you are able to keep your youth, you just have to keep up with the times: use plastic surgery.» Hearing those two words, a thousand pictures came to Dorian’s head: operations, doctors looking at him, and even the horrible faces, of the famous people who tried it. «- I am not sure of it, in a way it is attractive, for my beauty, eventhough risks do exist», he finally answered. «- If you do not use it, you will have regrets, faster that you can imagine.» While they were speaking, they walked together and now they reached the door, living the picture behind them. By thinking of this, Dorian had regrets, he wanted to have a look again, of his own, touch his beauty again. In the street, a woman, maybe older than Dorian, passed next to them, and after having a look at him she could not leave him. The two men dit not miss anything and Lord Henry had also a look at his friend. It was no use to talk, Dorian understood immeditatly: «- I will think about it, I promise.» «- Quick! You have no idea of how time can be harmful, I think it will be a shame for you», told once again the Lord. At the same time, he left his friend to his thinking, lost in it. Dorian realised five minutes later, he was gone. Gautier Dumoulin

But he knew that a solution existed, he knew that there was something which could make him look like the portrait he was facing for the rest of his life. Indeed it is Lord Henry who told him about it once whereas he had never really thought of it: “- Dorian, you know how important good-looking and youth are in life! You know what could make you remain young and handsome for ever? - Well. I am interested in it, go on. - You should undergo a plastic surgery as soon as the least wrinkle comes into your face. - Well… I don’t know … I’m not sure that it is a good idea. Moreover a plastic surgery operation is never riskless! - That is not a problem. I know a very good surgeon, there will not be any problem!” Dorian did not agree with Lord Henry when he first told him but now he was facing this incredible painting and he wanted to look like it for ever. So he took this decision, he was going to undergo a plastic surgery. He was telling to himself “Once in a while does no harm, I don’t want to keep doing it all my life long, I can just try it once.” The day he was going to undergo this operation he came across Basil, he explained him what he was about to do, and this one, surprised, replied: “Plastic surgery? Are you serious? I do not think it is a good idea! That is true that youth and beauty are not everlasting but come on! You can stay in a good shape without undergoing plastic surgery. You mustn’t go by appearances! Don’t forget it! You are the best person I’ve ever met and that is not because of what you look like but because of who you are!” It made Dorian think, now he was doubting, what should he do? He decided to postpone the operation, he was not in a hurry. A few months later, Lord Henry underwent a plastic surgery operation and it was a disaster, it was awful, he did not even look like a human being! So Dorian finally decided not to undergo plastic surgery. And Lord Henry finally recognized that he should not have done that, and if he had not done so, he would be in a better shape.

Antoine GUINCESTRE

CLEBANT Nicolas, DORIAN's POWER
But as Dorian looked at the portrait again, he was suddenly frightened… Indeed, the painting had been totally removed! He looked around, Basil was sitting on the sofa, as well as Lord Henry but neither one nor the other had paid attention to that strange event… “Have you seen this? Said Dorian anxiously -What Dorian? Asked Basil -What’s going on? Said Lord Henry with an astonished face -Well, have a look at the portrait! He ordered But nothing had changed to their eyes, thus they thought Dorian was hallucinating. So Dorian described precisely what he had seen to his friends: -The painting represented a scene in which you were both in the living room… but that was not an ordinary painting withal it was a living picture! I remained motionless in front of the reality and the truth of it. I can even describe surely what happened: someone entered the room and ask us for dinner…” Suddenly the housekeeper opened the door and said: “Are our guests requested for dinner sir?” They all looked at each other with a scared face. -Can you see anything else Dorian told Basil -Yes, right now, He pointed at the mirror at the bottom of the room with dismay, I’m able to see this mirror over there dropping then falling into pieces…” As he stopped talking, we could hear a door banging and the mirror appointed by Dorian who remained hung on the wall described exactly the visions of the young man. Basil and Lord Henry were opened-mouth, surprised and frightened at the same time. This boy possessed a faculty except standards. They had to remedy it in order to run it at best! After a long discussion Basil decided to take him and the painting to the police office where they brought them in front of the video supervision! “Can you see anything abnormal happening in the city right now? Asked Basil -Yes sir, now or in a few minutes, in the Covent Street, someone will try to get into a house, let me see, I think it is at the number 8 of the street. They hold on the video on the number 8 of Covent Street and one minute later, a man with a black hat took a knife and tried to open the door. The policeman couldn’t believe his eyes. Nothing was appearing to any other people but Dorian. As a consequence and in exchange of a big amount of money, Dorian became the guardian of London constantly fighting against bad people! We still doubt of this uncommon story but never mind if he possesses a power, if he is a medium or if the portrait removes alone because now Dorian is a Hero! THE END

The quest of beauty
86.217.148.51 (talk) 13:27, 1 April 2012 (UTC)DEMAEGDT Benoit

Few months after Dorian was at the same place with Basil Hallward. Basil Hallward was trying to carry out has its masterpiece. He was a surgeon plastic. Dorian has been changed, indeed, he has been let out, he has been taken off thirty kilograms. Basil Hallward did not understand, how Dorian changed. Before he was a perfect man the most beautiful in the world, now he was a big man about which no woman dreams

He asked to Dorian « What did you arrive ? »

He answerd « Oh, you know, life, I was stressed by my job, so I ate for things of other »

-« I understand but take thirty kilograms it is more »

- «I tried everything to lose weight, running or eating salad or vegetables, but I take again after. »

- « Do you think to try of plastic surgery, it is the best to loose without doing anything ».

Dorian answerd : « Yes, but it is more expensive, and I think, it is not a good idea. »

Basil surpried : « Why ? »

-« Because, it is medical not natural, and I will not be happy if I use plastic surgery because it is easier, there is no challenge. »

-« Maybe, but you should loose weight and be the beautiful man you used to be five months again »

-« I know but, I cannot use plastic surgery. Because, I will not be well. » Basil was disappointed « Do you want to meet my old patient to talk with them ? »

-« This has no changed, I take the decision »

Basil in his thinking “ I do not understand, when I sax him for the first time he was not the same personn “

Basil and Dorian had a coffee together, they still were in the appartement of Dorian Gray. They talked about plastic surgerry one hour, then Basil left. Dorian was alone in his appartement and he asked himself if the plastic surgerry could be a good possibility to loose weight, While looking at his portrait.

Antoine EKMEKDJIAN

DST + FINAL TASK
DST - TOPIC 1: Living for Beauty, and only for Beauty, was the cause of Dorian gray’s death. In the same way, one says that “ Real Beauty is inner Beauty”. Raising a controversial issue, is it still true? Can an ugly person succeed nowadays? Throughout the development, we will focus on how new technologies and Science development can help people change. Then, we will explain how these same technologies can gradually destroy mankind.

First of all, what does ugly mean? The meaning of this word can fairly depends on the point of view. Indeed, this word is well defined in Occidental countries where “image” is one of the most important thing. When people have wrinkles, scars or pimples, they are called ugly. Medias like television consider that a person who got all these defects is not suitable to be filmed. In this case, people wish they can change their look. This dream is fulfilled thanks to plastic surgery. It is a method which helps people to cover all the imperfections on their faces, and when it starts to pay off, they usually show up without being rejected. It can be a satisfying experience which helps out people to live in better conditions. Otherwise, does the word ugly has a big impact in Asia or in some poor countries? In those countries, make-up doesn’t even exist. We wonder how they are treating each other. Scientific researches proved and showed us that plastic surgery could be a good temporary thing but it is not everlasting. It’s getting really nasty after a few months. It’s a way to destroy our body progressively from the inside. For instance, the debate of those “Breast Prosthesis PIP” was closed by the fact the liquid which was put inside the prosthesis was fake. At first, it seemed to be the real one but many years later, they changed the combination of some substances which implied new side effects. Moreover, people who are remaking their faces appear to be disappointed sometimes later when they realize that it is not working. Some women witnessed this experience and confess that they are “uglier” than they were before the operation. To put it in a nutshell, we can easily conclude that there’s not such a thing as “ugly”. Personally, I think that when somebody dares to tell another person she is ugly, this “somebody” doesn’t even realize that she is perhaps uglier in a way. People should be who they really are. Sahitha Samarasooriya Final Task :

“Hideous”, “ugly“, “deformed faces” was some words that Dorian mostly hated. Dorian was really a special person, practically the only one of the kind. Thinking about growing old was almost a pain for his mind. After staring at the mirror for more than a half an hour, he went home. While he was looking through his keys, he thought about a way to get out of this curse. Unfortunately, he gave up the idea which was simply fighting against Nature. Later, Dorian met an old friend of his, when he came across the bakery. His name was Woodster, who was actually the principal of the school of Kettlecorn town.

“Hello Woodster, how are you after a very long time?” asked Dorian Gray.

“Well, I’m fairly good. So what news?” he replied cheerfully.

“Not good. I would like to know if there’s any way that I could stay young” Dorian confessed.

“Sure, there’s one. If you had bothered to show up in class a few years ago, you would have known it. You were a little lazy at that time. The secret is plastic surgery. You know, nowadays, it’s really easy to get a new identity thanks to facelift and neck lift. You just have to ask for it. But I really don’t think it’s necessary. You barely have a wrinkle“

“Right, I will do that. Thanks a lot!”

He, now, owned the secret of everlasting youth. After postponing some meetings he had, he went directly to a plastic surgery cabinet despite the warning of his friend. However, the queue was quite long and Dorian had to wait. It was incredibly crowded and stuffy. Inside the waiting room, it was strangely reeking like a cup of pudding stayed hanging underneath the local dump which had been extracted after a week. Dorian could hardly breathe a whiff of that toxic air. The door separating the waiting room from the hallway was half-opened. Sometimes, he was casting a glance to the patients who were coming out from the cabinet. He felt that the faces seemed really gross. Dorian couldn’t take it anymore. He left. He suddenly thought about something he had heard a long time ago. Someday, a friend taught him, “Never go by appearances”. He, then, realized how much it was true. He, would, now, never think about his appearance again. Sahitha Samarasooriya

Gustave Bignon: Dorian the football star..
Dorian took ten more minutes to observe the painting and went away. He was so happy everything was just perfect. He was the new football star of Manchester City and had the prettiest girl friend. He decided to take a walk to smell the fresh air of the city. He came across some friends and they all decided to go to a bar to celebrate Dorian promotion: “I’m so happy for you dude” said his friend James. They all drunk and start chatting around. At the end of the night, instead of going back home, Dorian chose to walk to June’s house, to stay with his girlfriend. The next morning he woke up in June’s bed and felt uncomfortable, something was wrong, and he found it, he had to talk to Lord Henry his manager and friend. Lord Henry knew life better than everybody, he was tall with brown hair, and he was an ex-football star in all time. Dorian found him hanging around in a café. - “hey how are you my friend” said Dorian. -“I’ve got a ruff night” answered Henry. He had become Lord after his wonderful goal against Spain in 1994. The United Kingdom became the world champion. -“I have a question can you help me?” ask Dorian. -“Sure tell me everything “said Henry. -“Do you remember what you told me about youth and your terrible warning of its brevity? I’m afraid of what will happen when I will be 40 years old.” said Dorian. -“Hum I see, it might be hard to hear, but it is true that your life will change a lot, you will become old and wrinkled, but don’t worry, life goes on, you must never forget that.” Explain Lord Henry. They took a cup of coffee together, and Dorian went out. Despite of Lord Henry speech Dorian felt the same even worse. But he decided to follow Lord Henry advice, smiled again and like he said, “life goes on”. Dorian kept the portrait of his in his bedroom. He became the best player in the world, won the world cup twice and got married three times to different amazing women.

BANIDE Max
He would become dreadful, hideous, and uncouth. Dorian remembered those words that Lord Henry told him: “Use your beauty and youth while its is still the time!”, and all became clear.

Suddenly he took the picture and threw it on a wall, then he rushed at it and ripped the wonderful drawing. Basil was yelling at him to stop this, horrified, and asked him:

-	What are you doing my friend? You’ve driven crazy.

-	I have to get rid of this picture. I’m the incarnation of Beauty and nothing can represent me; he answered coldly.

Afterwards he left the house looking down on Hallward.

Weeks went on and Dorian was more and more rageful against people. He was arrogant, rude, and he didn’t understand why people were not adorating him as they should. He started to doubt of his beauty therefore he decided to use everything he could to become more beautiful.

He went out to visit Lord Henry because he needed some advice.

-	Hello dear Dorian. It is so good to see you, I heard you’ve become worse than me, said Lord Henry.

-	Hi Henry, I want to do plastic surgery and…

-	What? Yelled Lord Henry. You should not use those useless things.

Dorian angry went out rashly and surrended immediately in an institute.

Some days later the operation was done and Dorian Gray was more than happy. However it became a drug and he started to try it again, and still again, and so forth. But one day the plastic surgery failed, thus Dorian became a monster; a hideous man. Finally, he just found one solution, it was death.

TF Legrand Alexandre
He would become dreadful, hideous, and uncouth.

All of a sudden, Dorian got back to reality, almost forgetting the picture. It was Basil, who asked him :

-So, what’s your opinion about it ? You still not have said a single word !

Dorian remembered the portrait, looked at it again, and talked back to Basil, stunning him :

-My opinion ? I think that I hate it !

-How? You cannot mean…

-Yes, I mean it. You know well that I won’t remain beautiful, and you painted that as a provocation to me, for it will instead of me !

-I told you that I wanted to make your beauty everlasting : I didn’t aim at…

-I’m aware of what you aimed at !

Saying that, Dorian hit fiercely the paint. His fist passed through it, where the head was set. Hallward screamed ; but Lord Henry, who was staring at both of them since they had begun to argue with each other, watched him silently and peacefully.

-What have you just done ?! the artist cried.

-I only put an end to your obnoxiousness. I hate your work, it makes me aware of my imperfections, no more.

-You’ve become mad. What has Henry done to you ?

-He told me the truth : I won’t remain beautiful, the portrait will. If I cannot keep my beauty, it won’t too.

-You’re telling me that you are jealous ?

Dorian did not answer. It was useless. However, he may not have allowed Basil to start again. He had to stop him. He took Basil’s instruments, and launched them through the window. The painter yelled once more, but this time Lord Henry was not silent anymore: he laughed at them.

Dorian kept on destroying Basil’s work, while he tried to avoid it. When one of Basil’s pen flied near Henry’s head, he understood that the situation was getting worse. They were two trying to stop Dorian in his madness with pain. Fortunately, one of Basil’s domestics came across them, and decided to call the police. Less than a quarter later, two policemen were leading Dorian to the office.

In front of this terrible destiny, Dorian wanted to talk about his problem with his two friends, Basil and Lord Henry. So he invited them in a club in Mayfair to have a talk. At eight o’clock he sent them a text message with his mobile phone, got dressed with a beautiful orange jacket and left his house. Arrived at the « eagle club » he saw both of his friends who were sitting at a table in a corner of the room, he ordered a gin tonic and began to talk. « Dear friends I wanted to come tonight here to inform you about a great dilemn : How can I stay forever Young ? » Dorian seemed to be upset because of the nervous grimace on his lips. He continued. « Indeed I’ve been thinking about this all day long while Basil was taking pictures of me. In fact I won’t be able to put up with wrinkles and the lack of vitality that makes agedness. I want to keep the beautiful, perfect face I have today !» The guests looked at each other with a strange expression of incomprehension. Lord Henry replied first. « If I were in your shoes I would try plastic surgery! Nowadays surgeons make a great, natural job and you can afford it : facelift, liposuction, this medicine can erase all the effects of the years ! » Basil Hallward looked down on Lord Henry and shouted. « As a photograph, I would say that all the ages of the human being are pleasant so you must love and appreciate them in different ways ! External beauty will disappear with the years but your internal beauty will evolve in the good way ! Moreover any surgery operation means some risks you cannot ignore. Believe me or not, agedness will have its fling. » He went on with emotion and passion in his voice. « When you grow old, people won’t remark your beauty at the first glimpse but your discussion will make them see that you have the spirit of beauty inside you. You must live with your ages.» After two hours talking, Dorian left the club, took a cab and went back to his place thinking of the opposite arguments of his friends. In his head, one sentence was still catching his attention : « In this day and age you should be careful of the bad influence that people would have on you. » It was the last phrase Basil said to him that night.

antoine Piard's Final Task
In front of this terrible destiny, Dorian wanted to talk about his problem with his two friends, Basil and Lord Henry. So he invited them in a club in Mayfair to have a talk. At eight o’clock he sent them a text message with his mobile phone, got dressed with a beautiful orange jacket and left his house. Arrived at the « eagle club » he saw both of his friends who were sitting at a table in a corner of the room, he ordered a gin tonic and began to talk.

« Dear friends I wanted to come tonight here to inform you about a great dilemn : How can I stay forever Young ? »

Dorian seemed to be upset because of the nervous grimace on his lips. He continued.

« Indeed I’ve been thinking about this all day long while Basil was taking pictures of me. In fact I won’t be able to put up with wrinkles and the lack of vitality that makes agedness. I want to keep the beautiful, perfect face I have today !»

The guests looked at each other with a strange expression of incomprehension. Lord Henry replied first.

« If I were in your shoes I would try plastic surgery! Nowadays surgeons make a great, natural job and you can afford it : facelift, liposuction, this medicine can erase all the effects of the years ! »

Basil Hallward looked down on Lord Henry and shouted.

« As a photograph, I would say that all the ages of the human being are pleasant so you must love and appreciate them in different ways ! External beauty will disappear with the years but your internal beauty will evolve in the good way ! Moreover any surgery operation means some risks you cannot ignore. Believe me or not, agedness will have its fling. »

He went on with emotion and passion in his voice.

« When you grow old, people won’t remark your beauty at the first glimpse but your discussion will make them see that you have the spirit of beauty inside you. You must live with your ages.»

After two hours talking, Dorian left the club, took a cab and went back to his place thinking of the opposite arguments of his friends. In his head, one sentence was still catching his attention :

« In this day and age you should be careful of the bad influence that people would have on you. »

It was the last phrase Basil said to him that night.

Hubert Werth
Lord Henry saw a strange feeling on the face of his friend - Is there a problem? _ He said - Yes, but I have just found the solution _ said Dorian - And what is it? - I do not want to age - So what is the solution you have just found? - In two words: plastic surgery - In fact, you look down on your body, not on age. I think you will destroy your origins to be forever the dandy you are - Beauty it is the only thing that I keep of my mother. Why should I let it going away? - Yes, because it is like that. Everybody is born, grows old and everybody dies. It is the way it goes. - I cannot understand your point of view, few days ago you were in adoration with my beauty and now I decide to stay the man I am, forever you try to stop me. - Once in a while does no harm Dorian you only listen to yourself, if you take this decision you will never evolve for the rest of your life. - It is what I want. Where is the problem? - You will be addicted to plastic surgery; you will pay more and more operations that will be more and more expensive. - Money is not a problem - Dorian you do not understand me; if you start the unstoppable machine of plastic surgery you will become hooked. - I am what I want to be for rest of my life - Now you are a young man with a perfect body and fifty years later you will be an old man with a perfect body. Do you see the problem? - It is not a problem, it is my choice - Dorian if your body does not change you will never evolve; you will be the same forever. You will be pointed as fake man Dorian looked at him in his eyes, and he said - I have made my decision I will never change Lord Henry understood that all negotiation was impossible. He took his clothes and went out of the house without saying anything to Dorian. He did not agree with him.

Romain N.
Dorian was scared about becoming dreadful, hideous and uncouth. Basil Hallward, who was painting in the same room where Dorian and Lord Henry were talking looked at the scene, quietly. It seemed that he was casting a spell on Dorian while he was talking with Lord Henry...
 * I am scared, told Dorian to Lord Henry.
 * Of what ? answered him with surprise.
 * Tommorow, I will be a bit more over the hill...
 * Are you telling me that you fear agedness my friend ?
 * That is not really what I mean, I am not really scared about getting older and being no spring chicken, but I would not like to. That is quite different.
 * My dear friend, agedness will have its fling, you can’t turn back the clock, that is the way it goes !
 * I don’t think so ! Answered Dorian, rudely.
 * What are you going to do ? asked Lord Henry in a dubitious way
 * I was actually thinking about plastic surgery. A friend of mine did a facelift last month ant the result really is just stunning.
 * Are you really thinking about having a nip here and a tuck there Dorian ? You are such dreadful and a plastic surgery operation is never risk free, Lord Henry told him friendfully. Do not you think that inner beauty should be more important than physical appearance ?
 * I agree with you that inner beauty is important as well... But plastic surgery sould be making me reaching the ultimate level of beauty.
 * Be carefull Dorian : youth is wasted on the young and neither plastic surgery nor witchcraft can change that, finally told Lord Henry to Dorian.

Years after years, Dorian did several operations : a nose job first, then a nip here and a tuck there. He couldn’t take off from his mind the idea that he would look like his primes. He even did not recognize his friend, Lord Henry when, after each operation, he seemed get 2 or 3 years older while Dorian seemed been 2 or 3 years younger...

Romain N.

Clément Marchal
Even if he did not want to, he would grow old, that is the way it goes. Dorian could not accept it. He turned back down to his friends and said:

-“I am sorry Basil, but I cannot see this picture: it hurts me to think it will always look the same.

-I know this feeling my dear friend, answered Lord Henry, but I think I can help you. I have heard about someone, “a genius” who is said to be. His name is Richard Levi and he works at Saint James Hospital in spite of I do not really know in which area of medical specialization. You should see him: he has already made miracles!

-Thank you my dear fellow, I will follow your advice.”

Despite the sadness the picture had inspired to him, Dorian was confident. He absolutely trusted Lord Henry. Two weeks later, Dorian had an appointment with the doctor Levi. As he first saw him, Dorian felt a bit strange: the man who was sitting in front of him had a perfect beauty. He was a middle-aged man with deep brown eyes full of authority. His skin was pure and his smile frank.

-“Hello Mr. Gray, he said, what can I do for you?

-I am glad to meet you, doctor, once often speaks of you and it is always in a good way. To be honest, I am here because I am afraid. Afraid of the time which flees away, afraid of the wrinkles which start to cross my forehead.

- In this day and age, mister, surgery can do everything but … (Dorian stopped breathing) You must know one thing. For every operation you will undergo, you will have to pay the price.

-If it is a matter of money, I can…

-No it is not, interrupted the doctor. That will cost you nothing… And everything. Every time you decide to change something on your body, the people you know will be changing the opposite way. The more you will want to remain young, the more your friends will grow old. If you decide to keep on being beautiful, you will have to bear the ugliness all around you.”

And with a charming smile, Richard Levi asked:

-“Are you ready to sign this deal the way it is?”

Angéla I.
Dorian was struck by the transience of his own youth and beauty. Confused, he said: "How much I wish to remain like this forever! Now, growing old appears to me the toughest thing in my life. - Well it is hard to feel gorgeous when you are wrinkled and wizened, said Lord Henry with a sneer, but you can seem to be young. - Dorian, you can stay good-looking even with the old age, intervened Basil. Having a healthy lifestyle makes it possible to stay healthy and feel great! - It is all nonsense! Exclaim Lord Henry. Life is to enjoy. That is what Epicure says, and that is what I say. Do you want to live a sad and tasteless life, hoping never to suffer the effects of aging, and die being frustrated of never having done something crazy? Alternatively, would you enjoy every moment, trying everything on this Earth, and die telling you that you have done everything that you could and that you regret nothing? The choice is quickly made. - Do you think that having a healthy lifestyle is not effective? asked Dorian. - Yes. Moreover, I think that your beauty should serve you. What is the purpose of being handsome if you do not use this great asset! When you will have my age you can worry about the effects of time, and you could use to plastic surgery. Nevertheless, right now, you should enjoy your youth and your money! - Henry! Do you want to make him a notorious libertine? was indignant Basil." Then Basil turned to Dorian, he approached him. Then looking at the portrait, he said, dreamily: "Have a life as Henry described it, full of debauchery, will only ruined your health and one of the most beautiful gifts that God has given you: your beauty." Dorian felt himself blush, the words that Basil had said touched him. He felt that Basil really care about him. He was artless and Basil gave him the feeling of being unique and protected. Nevertheless, he loved more his youth and the feeling of power that gave the company of Lord Henry. He liked them both and wanting to hurt anyone, he said: "I hope that when I become old, I would still count both of you, among my closest friends."

PassybuzenvalTS3 (talk) 15:48, 8 April 2012 (UTC)Angéla I.

Dorian Gray was admiring his paintig, he could not move in front of the beauty of the painting. He was asking him, how nowadays he would make to stay beautiful all his life. He was looking the differents cases to keep the same beauty of his painting. That was obvious for him, that he had a possibility to keep his youth. So he asked all his friends if they knew a way. Finaly he found one of his friends Georges who told him that he knew a women who had made plastic surgery to take care of his face. That was a new type of medecine, with them you could change your look. Interested in it, Dorian Gray asked him, what was the type of the operation the doctor could make. When Georges answered that he had a lot of types of opereations, Dorian was really happy. Immediately he wanted to know about these night away. Georges told him face lift, neck lift for wrinkles or loosing weight for perosns who think they are too fat. Dorian Gray was confident about his body, so when he learned that,he immediately called the doctors to get an appointement. He did not care that it was so expensive, he said that he would not stop plastic surgery before he was dead. Moreover he did not care that people could judge him from his appearance. Even if he was well into his fifties, but he looked 20 years younger, that was not a problem. When Georges heard that after he spoke to Dorian Gray of plastic surgery he had made more than ten aperations. He felt guilty and told that he must care to be healthy instead of looking up to be younger. And finally he finished with this sentence " That would lead you to your hell ".

DE BARDIES GUILLAUME

Dorian’s mind was up in the clouds and his thoughts were away in an other context, at a time when he would be old and wrinkled, when Lord Henry caught his attention back to Dorian’s office where the two men where having a conversation. _ « I guess you are not listening to me anymore my friend, are you ? » ,through Henry with this loud and deep voice he had when he was annoyed. _ « I’m sorry but you know, I’m acting quite weirdly these days. » _ « All right we can definetly postpone the conversation it’s not that important anyway. Tell me everything bud. What’s the matter ? » _ « I’m turning thirty next week. » _ « And so what ? You’re still wonderfully handsome, don’t worry about that ! » _ « I am but in the years that are coming, I’m going to live exactly what aging feels like. When I Watch this picture of me, taken five years ago, I understand that ageness will have it’s fling. I realize how fast things are changing. » answered Dorian. His voice was carrying all the tones of trust. He had finally explained his exstencial problem to his best friend and that filled him with emotion. His hands were shivering and a slight tear was dripping down his cheek. As soon as he had finished his speech, Lord henry answered with such a brief and astonishing question that Dorian did not understand immediatly : _ « Have a look at my nose Dorian. » said Lord Henry. _ « I was not expecting this kind of answer. I’m not kidding at all. These thoughts torture me. I’m having nightmares because of this. » answered Dorian annoyed. _ « I underwent a plastic surgery operation a few years ago to straighten it. I’m well into my fifties and see how younger I look ! With all the medical technologies nowadays you don’t have to grow old that fast. I know you are about to tell me it is expensive but you run the most coveted advertisement agency in London. You can easily afford it. » claimes Lord Henry. _ « I admit that I had never thought of this option before. It could have its advantages you are right. But anyway I’m not sure to be ready for that, not yet. » _ « You are still 29 and a wonderful image of beauty, you have plenty of time. It could be a good thing for you my friend, but for now you should deplete of this natural beauty your youth gave you. » Dorian’s visage had remained peacefully smiling. He was now convinced to live his golden age.

In this day and age this story happens frequently and more and more wealthy people undergo plastic surgery operation, even though they admit that a natural beauty cannot be equalled by medical treatments.

THOMAS BRANDY TS3