Great Gatsby Dialectical Journal

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The night was as cold as a freezer. The silhouette of the passing cars made Stanley feel like he was in a Labyrinth of thick trees and silvery ghosts surrounding him. But that couldn’t be. He was at Edward's house for the night. He tried to think of the things that he would do the following morning. Skiing and Sledding in the white blankets of the snow that would cover the ground. But that could not happen because of how cold he was feeling, despite having 3 layers of blankets and a small heater near him. Thinking about the shadowy room he was in, his eyelids got heavy and he drifted off into a dream.

Stanley found himself wearing a back armor suit holding a paintball gun. He was standing in the middle of a dense forest . The trees made a lot of shade giving him some camouflage. Sunlight penetrated the leaves giving small rays of sunlight through small openings and making the leaves glow gold. The scene was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The position of the sun suggested that it was around 12 o’clock …show more content…

He found this voice to sound vaguely familiar. He took a peek and saw Edward running toward a tall tree with a bright orange banner tied to the second highest branch. Stanley realized that he was in the middle of a capture the flag game and he was supposed to be defending the flag. Silently, he loading his gun and fired at the group of invaders. The sound of paintball bullets rang through the air as shouts and wails pierced the silence of the forest. He was pretty good at this as with every shot, one person went down. The last person standing was Edward, who managed not to get shot in the chaos. The both of them stood facing each other at gunpoint. Stanley looked around him and saw bodies sprawled all over the ground. All of the people were moaning and cursing about the pain they were in, but none of them looked like they were getting up and continue fighting. He looked up at Edward who still held him at

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