The Great Gatsby Monologue

When Nick invited me over for tea, I did not expect much of it. I came over in the Late Morning. When I came inside it appeared that Nick had bought the entire florists greenhouse. When Nick walked inside with me, I sat down on his sofa. I heard a knock at the door, Nick went to go get the door, and he welcomed whoever it was into the house. I was trying one of these little lemon cakes that Nick had bought for the party. All of a sudden, I heard a voice I had not heard in nearly half a decade. I looked up and to my surprise, I saw Jay Gatsby. I was so glad to see him again. We just stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Gatsby was the one who broke the silence, saying that “We’ve met before,” As Gatsby was leaning on the clock that …show more content…
I was so overwhelmed by all of this that I began to cry, but these tears were not for sadness but of joy. I was so happy to even been near him and to catch up with him. He told me of his heroics in the war and how he had looked for me after he came home but found out that I had married to Tom. About half an hour after Nick had left, we heard a great ruckus coming from the kitchen. I did not notice it until Nick walked into the room and I jumped up and wiped away the tears that were on my face. Gatsby looked like he had to have been the happiest person in the world. I on the other hand felt happiness, but I felt also great sadness but I put it away for later. Nick told Gatsby and me that the rain had stopped, and Jay asked me what I thought of that. I told him that I was glad that the rain had stopped. I went upstairs to wash my face since my makeup was in ruins from my …show more content…
Moreover, for the first time in five years I felt like someone loved me, and when he invited Nick and I over for a tour of his house I was excited, but I was blown away by the sheer grandeur and size of his mansion. As we walked up the drive, I was so amazed I did not know what to complement, the huge lawn, maybe the massive windows, or maybe the beautiful marble fountain in the center of the drive. I could not decide, and I think Nick and Gatsby could see that. When we entered, I was absolutely blown away by the sheer majesty of it all. The house seemed to go on for ages. Gatsby had a swath of different bathrooms each in their own unique style. Then we came to Gatsby’s own apartment and to my amazement, it was the simplest room in the house. A dull gold set upon a dresser caught my eye and I was enthralled with it. Gatsby was waling above us, I was on his bed when he started talking about a man in London who sends him shirts and outfits for each season. I want paying much attention until I felt something soft land on me. All of a sudden, shirts were raining down around me; Gatsby was tossing the shirts he had down onto the bed. It was wonderful. It was perfect, and I started to cry. I do not know why but I was sadder than I had ever been. Gatsby came down and as we dance later on, I thought about the life I could have had, if I had just waited. I have mixed feelings now; I love both Tom and