The Great Gatsby: A Fictional Narrative

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I groaned at the incessant sound of the fog-horn on the Sound. Savage, frightening images of the torn up body of Myrtle Wilson plagued my dreams, keeping me up all night. Toward dawn, I rushed to get dressed as I heard a taxi pull up at Gatsby’s house. I made up my mind last night, knowing that it would be the right thing to do. I crossed over to Gatsby 's house and met him on his porch. "Nothing happened, old sport," he said miserably. "She came out and stood there for a minute, then turned off her light and closed the window." I didn 't have the heart to tell him not to expect anything, knowing Daisy. "I think you should leave." "Leave? Now old sport?" "Just head up North for a while, until this whole thing dies down." "That won 't do…show more content…
A thin man with a stern look on his face came out of one of the offices and greeted me. "I 'm Officer Smith, and you are?" I shook his hand and replied, "Hello, my name is Nick Carraway, and I have some information on the death of Myrtle Wilson." I gestured to Mr. Wilson standing slightly behind me, "I 'm sure you know Mr. Wilson? I believe he deserves to know what happened as well." Officer Smith raised his eyebrow and said, "Alright then, step in my office and we 'll discuss there." I took a seat in front of him in one of those hard, uncomfortable chairs, wishing that I was at home in bed instead of having to do this. I took a deep breath before I started explaining. I told them about the argument that had ensued between Tom and Gatsby, leaving Daisy in an emotional state. I told them that Gatsby and Daisy went in a car together, while Tom, Jordan, and I drove in a separate car. I explained how Daisy was the one driving the yellow car that hit Mrs. Wilson, because she believed that driving would help settle her. Mr. Wilson was shaking by the time I finished. He held his head in his hands, whispering "Oh God," over and over again. Officer Smith 's mouth was set into a small frown by the end of my explanation. "Wait here. I 'll go and call

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