The Great Gatsby

Daisy accidentally hit Myrtle today. She didn't mean it, but she had been driving my car after a long evening and struck and killed her. We hurried home, my heart racing because Daisy had not intended to hurt anyone. Daisy is the most sweet, caring soul in all of the universe, she can not be punished for something she didn't even intend to do. I've decided that I'll take the blame. It was MY car after all. Nobody yet knows of the crime committed, but I'm sure that people will find out. My nerves are off the hook, but I can rest easy knowing that Daisy will not be punished. I love Daisy so much, that I am willing to sacrifice my freedom, to give her life.

Just the name "Tom Buchanan" makes my stomach turn. Tom has the most dashing, most beautiful, most prized woman in all of the world, yet he runs around with other women. If it were not for Tom's astounding wealth, Daisy would be mine. I know, with no restraints, that Daisy is the woman whom I love and the woman who is right for me. Nick has made it apparent that Tom does not care for Daisy's feelings, and has no problem blatantly cheating on her. The thought of another woman makes me, a single man, sick. I am so madly in love with Daisy, but her prior obligations to the man she married and her child keep us apart. Nick Caraway is her cousin and highly intrigues me. He gives me this feeling of honesty and integrity, and I know, deep down, that he too is disgusted with Tom's treatment of Daisy. He will assist me in winning over Daisy... AGAIN.

Nick Caraway, that good old sport, made good on his promise to bring Daisy over. I was so nervous that I just about lost my cool. Everything had to be perfect. I had the lawn cut, the house adorned with flowers, and everything in place just as I saw fit for Daisy. She finally arrived, without that nasty Tom by her side. Like I stated, I lost my cool and tried to flee before she came in the door, thinking that it'd look too obvious if I'd just been standing in Nick's house. Good Nick answered the door after a knock and let me in. After some time he tried to leave Daisy and I alone, but I couldn't be left alone. I thought about what I could ask her, what I could say, what I could do. We spoke, and what was said is our matters, but I do not think it could have gone better. Nick returned and announced that the sun was out. I thought that there would be no better time than right then to show Daisy what I had amassed.

A young man moved in next door to me. The man says his name is Nick Caraway, he's quite the character. Initially, I figured it was just a new groundskeeper, but he was dressed too classy for that. He's quite observant, as am I, and I noticed him watching me from afar while I stood on my dock after he returned from Mr.Buchanan's. Perhaps a close friend of Tom's? Perhaps a relative? He isn't all that intimidating in stature as Tom is, and Tom would not mingle with a lower class member of society such as Nick. If I am indeed correct in my assertion that he is neither a close friend of Tom's, nor a relative... that can only mean one thing. Nick must be a friend or relative of the lovely Daisy. I must get to know this man, for it may be my best shot with my beloved Daisy. I'll invite him to one of my extravagant parties, something I do not do for most, and further analyze the kind of person he is, while searching for information about his relation to Daisy. I don...