My first thought
when I saw Tom Buchanan, which I eventually learned that this was his name, on
the train was that this man was the way out of the slums I live in. I knew that
I deserved to live in the rich lifestyle, not the tragic run down life I live
and this mysterious man on the train was the answer. I knew that I was born for
better things and just got unlucky. I saw Tom as a way out of this. That’s what
I was thinking when I met him on the train. I was going to see my sister and
spend the night in the city. On the train, there was only two seats left, so I took
one of them and a handsome well-dressed man took the other. I could tell that
he had money lots of money due to the clothing he wore. I came to the
conclusion that this man was the answer to all my hopes and dreams of living
the rich lifestyle. When we got into the station, he was so close to me. I
thought that maybe I should call the cops since he was so close, but I realized
that would be foolish and he could see right through me. I knew this man must
be well educated, unlike my husband. I got into the taxi with him, but I did
not even realize it was a taxi.. I was so deep in thought about how stylish and
elegant this man appeared. I did not even realize he never said his name or
even a “Hello”. I was just so deep in thought about all the things this man
could provide for me. I could tell me was into me too or else he would not have
talked to me so much and kept following me. While I was with him in the taxi
all I could think about was, “You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever”.
This is what what kept me interested in him. The thoughts of a new lifestyle
was all the motivation I needed to keep in touch with this mysterious man on the
train.
I despise you. You are a home wrecker and have no business seeing Tom. You ruined Tom and Daisy's marriage. Not gonna lie i'm kinda glad Daisy hit you with a car.
ReplyDeleteNick
STAY AWAY FROM MY HUSBAND! I don't know who you think you are but let me tell you a little thing about girls from the city. We don't let tramps come in and steal our husbands and take away our perfect lives. You can just go back to whatever trailer home park you are from and back to your own husband. He's probably stuck under a car trying to make a living and you are running around hopping into bed with other women's husbands. STAY AWAY. I warned you.
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