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The Great Gatsby Diary Entry

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The events of the night before still manage to creep their way into my mind. I remember Daisy and Tom’s passive conversation the next morning with all of its blatant stares and uncomfortable pauses. Tom had revealed so many secrets of Gatsby to Daisy without so much as a second thought. The aura of love and warmth that always followed Daisy began to fade and I could feel her love for Gatsby quickly begin to diminish. Daisy had looked over at me with a cold look in her eyes and told me to inform Gatsby of her absence. In her eyes the Great Gatsby was nothing more than the criminal and murderer everyone said. The hypocrisy baffled me as she didn’t know I was aware that she was the driver of the car. I couldn’t loathe Daisy and her innocent persona but I loathed her ability to hide behind her money without thinking of the repercussions on even the people she loved most.
As I walked up inhaling the beautiful aroma of the flowers to Gatsby’s house I noticed a few sleek black Chryslers parked out front of the house. I then began to hear men speaking which led me to immediately conceal …show more content…

I called a taxi and asked the driver to speed to the Buchanan’s residence, but the Valley of Ashes was crowded with mourners so my arrival was delayed. Staring out the window I spotted Mr. Wilson continuing to sob over his beloved wife, Myrtle’s sudden death. If only others could know Daisy’s hand in the grief or Tom’s in trying to cover it up. I began to notice how fragile New York had become with the Old Money types contorting its natural order. I wondered how many more people had to die or be lied to in order for Tom and Daisy to feel safe. With my frustration beginning to intensify I barely waited for the taxi to stop before exiting. I rushed straight passed all of of Tom’s glittering servants to get to the kitchen. What I saws next made my heart drop and left me

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