Alternate Ending To The Great Gatsby

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Echoes of The Past “You’re acting childish,” I whispered impatiently. “I’m leaving and I’m leaving this up to you. You are being rude to me. Get back in there.” As I said that to Gatsby, I slowly walked out the back door. “C’mon old sport” – a snazzy. Please help me out here.” As I exited the back door, I couldn't shake the thought of leaving Gatsby behind. Gatsby pleaded as sweat dripped down his glistening forehead. His face shined like his yellow tie, as he pleaded for my help. But in the moment I was resolute, as I slammed the door behind me, I began to feel the weight of my decision. As I stood on my back lawn, I admired Gatsby's house as his gardener perfected the bushes alongside it. A thought passed my head as I admired the green light …show more content…

I turned back towards my house and opened my back door. The door opened as its faint cry echoed through the kitchen. I peered over the countertop as I eavesdropped on the lovebirds’ conversation. Inside the living room, Gatsby and Daisy exchanged hesitant glances and their movements were stiff. They sat in silence on the couch as they sipped their drinks awkwardly. The weight of their shared history hangs heavily in the air. “It’s been almost five years, Daisy,” Gatsby spoke, almost running out of breath, his face turning red. “I still remember that moment I read your letter before my marriage. I burst into tears. I’ve always wanted it to be you!” Daisy exclaimed while the memories of their past flooded over …show more content…

I’ve been waiting for you. Do you remember the time we snuck out of the stuffy party at your parents' old house—” “And we went on a moonlit drive?” Daisy cut in, blushing. “Oh, how could I forget that? We felt so alive, like me, and you were the only people in the world.” She said as her face reddened. I wondered to myself, “What had she been doing with Tom all these years if she felt this way for Gatsby?” Daisy recited again, “And what about the time we got caught in that sudden rainstorm at the beach? We were drenched, but it didn't matter.” They shared smiles. The ice seemed to be fully broken. “Of course I remember that. Moments like those that stay with you for a lifetime. We were quite a pair weren’t we?” Gatsby questioned knowing the answer. He seemed to fall in love with her more and more as they spoke. His face seemed to glow every time he heard her voice. “Indeed we were.” Gatsby took her hand. They shared eye contact, like they were glued together and nothing could separate them. They leaned in and sat down. It seemed to be in slow motion. The world had stopped and time had slowed down. for them. Just for them. Gatsby placed his hand on her jawline as they

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