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The great gatsby

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1: This journal is the property of Nick Caraway, if found please return to the proper owner.

2: Day 1 I arrived in West Egg, the oval shaped chunk of land I will be calling home, with high hopes of achievement & belonging. My new home was quite adequate for a man of my social & financial standing, yet it seemed nothing more than a condemned shack next to the luxurious mansions of my direct neighbors who seemed to belong in the classier East Egg. Of course I know it will give me a level to reach for, a motivation rather. I will promise you this, before the undertaker comes for me I will be in one of those mansions that ever so taunt me. In a good light I will be close to a few old friends of mine with whom i plan to visit this evening.

3: West Egg & East Egg

4: Day 2 My evening with my old fellow Tom proved to be interesting yet slightly predictable. It so happens I had gotten drunk at some time in the affair so my memory is a bit fuzzy on the exact details. I do remember quite well however, meeting Tom's voluptuous mistress, Daisy, who seemed to have a craving for the feelings of the good life. I also met a few of Tom's other acquaintances in a meeting that was much a dinner party in which we partook in each of our fair shares of drinks. I saw a bit of Tom's violent side as he at one point lost his temper for one reason or another and got violent with his mistress when he struck her. Unfortunately I am suffering a rather terrible hang over and can hardly stand to write the events.

6: Day 3 I am finding that this Gatsby fellow, who is the talk of the night, is as mysterious as he is wealthy. In fact his fortune's origin is one of the biggest questions when it comes to that man. Rumors of him being a German spy spread though the night, another of him killing someone in cold blood. No backing to the rumors are available how ever. My curiosity was soon peeked and it soon poured over my being as I set out to find the man of the hour. I met a rather strange man with owl eyed spectacles who sat among many unread books in Gatsby's library. Putting my encounter with the strange man behind me, I decided to go outside and watch the entertainment around midnight. A stranger happening that night I met an old comrade of mine who served in the same division as me during the war. This old comrade of mine as I would soon find, was none other than the man I had so desperately been trying to learn about. In all the evening proved to be quite interesting. Yet still the mystery of the great Gatsby remained quite intact.

8: Day 4 The mystery of Gatsby is slowly being uncovered to me, as today he let me into that mysterious life of his. During the summer I had attended many of his parties. I took the time to record the most frequent guests of his, however, the list is hardly important now. Gatsby drove up to my humble home in his very lavish car which I and others have admired for a long time. A cream colored thing of beauty, with its silver trimmings and gorgeous upholstery, it drew the attention of many like a giant ribbon covered present to a child on Christmas day. Gatsby took me to lunch with him in this lavish automobile. While on our way to lunch, Gatsby decided to share with me his life story. He claimed that he inherited his fortune from his now deceased parents who lived in the mid-west. He said he was brought up in America but was educated at Oxford, claiming it was a family tradition to receive education there. The way he rushed the phrase "educated at oxford" made it clear why Jordan didn't believe him. It seemed as if the fact bothered him. I assumed he was full of it at first. He stated that he was from San Francisco. He told me of all of his travels and the immense amount of trinkets and jewels he had collected. He told me about the war stating that he had tried to die but seemed to have to much luck. He started as a first lieutenant. He was later promoted to be a major, collecting decorations from the allied governments. He seemed especially proud of one from

9: Montenegro. As to prove himself he showed me one of his metals and a pictured of him and some friends in Oxford. Later on we arrived at the place where we were to have lunch, where I met a suspicious Jew named Wolfshiem. He seemed to be suspicious of every one around him, most likely in league with a mafia. Later the lovely Jordan whom I seem to be drawn to for one reason or another, joined us. I took a walk with her, exchanging light conversation. I soon made a daring move towards her and drew her close. The rest is not to be told, for now.

10: Day 5 & 6, I had been so confident before about Gatsby's past. Every word he spoke seemed to fit together like a perfectly made puzzle. Yet the puzzle came crumbling apart this evening. It started out normal, I had planned a tea party with Daisy and Gatsby in attendance. Gatsby seemed frantic and looked like he was desperate to leave but of course, I wouldn't allow it, not only for mannerly reasons but also I was curious about his sudden behavior. It so turns out that Daisy knew Gatsby's story. She told me that he actually was named James Gatz, and he actually came from a poor family. He had only created the Gatsby persona out of his need to have a better life.

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