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F. Scott Fitzgerald's Alice: A Narrative Fiction

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Six hundred and sixty four. Six hundred sixty five. Six hundred sixty si….The boy stopped counting. He gripped his yoyo tightly in his hand, unwilling to let go once more. He looked over to where his brother sat and sighed deeply at the depressing sight. His brother held a beautiful porcelain doll that looked like it belong to a two-year old girl.His brother spoke softly to the doll,stroking its long black hair “I’m sorry Alice, I didn’t mean to do it…..I tried to save you, I really did.” The boy sighed again. Memories of the accident flooded his thoughts and a deep melancholy enveloped his whole being. The boy’s last thought before falling asleep was “I wish we could do it over again.This time we won’t lose her.”

The girl stood nimbly to the side of the door,her ebony glossy hair scattering in the wind. Coldness radiated in …show more content…

It had pink walls, a petite rosy bed, and plush carpet. The lady started speaking to herself. “Look it hasn't changed at all! And every year I bought new clothes.” She pointed at a lacey dress “This was when you were three.” She droned on pointing to a series of dresses. A shiny picture frame on the bedside caught Alice’s eye. In it was a picture of a cute toddler that had blue eyes just like hers. While she stared blankly at the photo, the mom proceeded to point to the clothes she bought every year until finally grabbing a dress and exclaiming “Now you’re six, so this dress should be perfect!” But the mom looked at the dress and then at the girl, and the light in her eyes dimmed. Her old Alice was petite and adorable, while this Alice was scrawny and tall. “Look at me getting all confused, the lady at the orphanage told me you’re eleven, didn't she. This dress is too small” she hung her head. The mom then reached into her torso, grabbed a bottle of pills and hastily swallowed a handful. The light slowly returned to her eyes. “Let’s go get new clothes

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