As my car sped along the valley of ashes soon to be entering the city, I told nick my story. The one
that I wanted him and everyone else to believe. I began by telling him about my wealthy family from
the Midwest, San Francisco to be specific. I proceeded by informing him about my grand life
accomplishments such as graduating form oxford, hunting big game, collecting jewels, and being
awarded military metals in the war. All of which were not true. I had really dropped out of school
because I could no longer stand the shame of janitorial duties I order to attend school. I needed to
reinvent myself and making up my ideal life was the only way I knew how. As I spoke to him with
such confidence I began to believe my own lies. The memories of running the streets and local
speakeasies drifted away the more I went into depth. That life was one I lived long ago and is behind
me. I can now focus on the ends to my means and that has always been the beautiful Daisy Buchanan.
Everything was fitting together nicely, that was, up until I saw the skepticism in Nick's eyes. This did
not cause me to panic for I have always been a smooth talker and a very convincing one I might add.
I quickly produced a medal from Montenegro and picture of myself playing cricket at oxford in order
to keep things going. Lying to me has become so natural but is all out of love. I lie to be what I never
was and that is good enough for daisy. She has always had passions for the lavish lifestyle and I have
always had passions for her. I would do anything for her to recognize me and have based my entire
life upon her ideal man.
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