I
am sitting by the pool right now. The last few days have been some of the most
turbulent days of my life. They have been filled with all-time highs and all-time
lows. I have been thinking about Daisy deeply as of late. Ever since the
accident, all I can think about is her. I have truly realized that I need her
in my life. I can’t imagine being without her. However, I must learn to face my
fear of loneliness. It can not be cured how I hoped it would be. I have learned
that you can’t recreate the past. I must learn to accept that the past is gone.
I must learn to accept myself and not
try to make my life a fantasy. I may start to do things more differently. Maybe
I won’t live so lavishly. I don’t know how to fix this feeling. I don’t know if
it will ever go away. It feels as if I have no one to talk to right now. Although
I do know I’ve been thinking about this way too much right now, I need a break.
Maybe I should use my pool for the first time. Yes, I think I will jump in for
a little, maybe even swim some laps.
I invented my new identity to fit the image that I wanted to portray. I grew up in North Dakota. My parents were dirt poor, however as a child, I knew that I was destined for greatness. I knew that I was not meant to be a poor farmer barely surviving in North Dakota. I was bound to be rich and well known. I realized that to do this, I had to run away. I needed to forge my own path to fulfill my destiny. Some years later, I saw a boat about to crash into the rocks on Lake Superior. I quickly rowed over and steered the vessel to safety. The owner turned out to be a very wealthy businessman. He took me under his wing and taught me how to be a gentleman and the ways of doing business. This is when I changed my name from James Gatz to Jay Gatsby. After this, I felt reborn. I felt as if I had finally begun my actual life. I knew that it would be filled with luxury, wealth, and pleasure. I had the skills that I needed and now a new name. I would no longer be known as a poor farmer from Nort...
You killed my wife you son of a bitch! you killed her in cold blood, sending her mangled, lifeless body flying through the air. now i'm coming for you and i'm coming for blood. you spilled my wife's blood and now i'm coming to spill your blood all over the place. you better spend the rest of your days looking over your shoulders cause one day i will find you and i will kill you.
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