Daisy's Metamorphosisy: A Narrative Fiction

Tom’s lower lip trembled. “It’s my fault,” he whispered, his eyes shiny with tears. “I was so young, and I didn't know how to stop...”

I bury my face in my hands, unable to hide the red flush on my face. Ava hugs me, a smile on her face as well.

“The Great Gatsby” follows Nick’s perspective on Jay Gatsby’s desperate attempt to get to be with his only love, and only desire in life, Daisy Buchanan. Life has not been kind to Gatsby as he worked his way up the social ladder, the only thing keeping him together being the obsessive need to get Daisy to leave all else to be with him. Gatsby wrote many letters to Daisy, most of which he never sent, both before and after he found out she married another man. I was most eager to read these letters, so this will be what I think may have been written in one of Gatsby’s many un-sent letters to Daisy – after he found out that she had married another man. To the best of my ability I will mimic the language Gatsby used when talking to and about Daisy. With this I hope to achieve that desperate and delusional tone of voice that he has.

The pad of my thumb slides over my cheek, wiping away tears. I step closer, putting my hands on her hips, pulling her closer. “I don’t understand,” I admit. “Why are you so upset, Juliet? Why are you overreacting? I went to a bar, drank a little, and kissed a girl.”

During dinner at the Buchanan’s home, Nick brings up Gatsby, and Daisy’s eyes light up and she requires “‘Gatsby?’ demanded Daisy. ‘What Gatsby?’“(Fitzgerald 11). After dinner, Daisy begins to question if her romance with Gatsby is still a possibility; she sees Gatsby as a possible escape from Tom. Gatsby gives her hope for a better future and she remembers what it means to be happy

“How could you?” she exclaims, despairingly. Her eyes begin to well as she turns away and storms off, her heart sagging in heartbreak and anguish. She hides herself in the collar of her coat, embarrassed and humiliated.

“Karolina, I am so glad you are here!” A young woman with brown disheveled hair said frantically as she burst into tears.

“Your a whole new runner,” Elle tells me as I walk back towards her. I smiled back at her.

‘You have to understand, this letter took me so long.’ She writes with a certain wistfulness, praying to God Macy doesn’t loose her sprightly presence.

and we find ourselves in each other's arms. A smile fades on my teary face, "You can count on my

"You two are super cute. Hi honey," Delia says hugging her son. "You look dapper today."

Last night, me and Tom talked about the events that had transpired that day. As we talked I felt as if the world finally made sense for the first time. He admitted all of his shortcomings to me and begged for forgiveness. He promised me he would change his ways and become a better husband and father. All while he talked he had this air of sincerity around him I just knew he meant every word he said,” explained Daisy on the verge of tears. I guess everything that had happened yesterday had really woken Tom up and forced him to see everything in a new light. Gatsby had this incredulous look painted all over his face. He couldn’t believe the words that had come out of Daisy’s mouth.”You’re not the same man I fell in love with and I’m not the same young, portentous girl you met all those years ago. Goodbye Gatsby. Come on Nick it’s time to

“nods too young to understand that she can’t see it. Tears fall down her cheeks.”

“Daisy went to Gatsby’s house late in the night, saying she had changed her mind, that she wanted to be with him. And then Tom showed up... He followed her…” She started

“Maybe Daisy will come by and I can see the women who I love,” he says as he pulls swiftly away and steps to the banister trying not to show me the emotion behind his light eyes.