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Myrtle Wilson And Jay Gatsby Monologue

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Hi Mom,
Yesterday, there was a terrible accident that resulted in the death of three of my friends: Myrtle Wilson, George Wilson, and Jay Gatsby. To explain the full story, I have to back up. Last month was the first time I met my roommate Daisy. She’s your classic girl next door: popular, beautiful, and fun. All the guys in the local fraternities try to court her, and everytime we go out she’s the one that everyone is fascinated with. Although she’s already married to this wealthy man named Tom Buchanan, I could tell they were never happy with each other. The marriage was clearly made for money, and there were circulating rumors of his infidelity. Daisy hides behind a false facade of innocence and purity. Initially, I was enticed by her beauty …show more content…

Daisy puts up with her husband’s infidelity because of the benefits he provides, his background, his “old money”, and his reputation. When I talk to Daisy she’s always quite cheerful and peppy, but there are moments when I see how sad and lonely she is, “'All right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool – that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool… you see I think everything’s terrible anyhow… I’ve been everywhere and seen everything.” (17) In a society corrupted by greed and scandal, the best thing that one can hope for is to be too stupid to realize what’s actually going on and therefore not get hurt.

"Oh, you want too much!" she cried to Gatsby. "I love you now – isn't that enough? I can't help what's past." She began to sob helplessly. "I did love him once – but I loved you too. (132).Gatsby has in love with the old Daisy, the one uncorrupted by the evils of society.

When I came back to the penthouse this morning, Daisy was gone, along with all of her possessions. The landlord said that Tom picked up Daisy the night before and paid the next year’s rent in cash if he kept quiet about their disappearance. Daisy never gave me a goodbye, not that it would be sincere anyway. I guess like Gatsby, I’ll never have closure.

Love,

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