After seeing Gatsby for
the first time since he left for the war, feelings from the past emerged. He
invited me and Nick to see his luxurious mansion. The house was even more
spectacular than I imagined it to be. I was so impressed by all of his
possessions and was in awe when he took me to his closet. He started tossing his
dress shirts across the room as I cheered and laughed until my tears of joy
quickly turned to tears of misery. I broke down and Gatsby wondered what was
wrong. I told him that it was because the shirts were so beautiful but on the
inside I was feeling something deeper than what I was portraying. In seeing all that
Gatsby has accomplished to get to this point, I couldn't help but wonder what
my life might have been like if I had chosen Gatsby. I could have had the love
of my life and money to keep me happy. My life suddenly feels empty even though
it is filled with wonderful things. Tom and I had money, which practically kept
us together, but the love had faded. Gatsby on the other hand was someone I had
always seen myself with; however, at the time he was poor and not suitable for
me. His mansion was a symbol of how hard he worked to get me back and I was
overwhelmed. Gatsby never lost hope and that was something I always admired
about him.
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