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At this content I will add work were I have used my imagination

Great Gatsby I’ve been partying for a decent time, but none of these parties can compare with this one. Huge, colossal house, lots of rooms and an enormous garden with enough light to give the whole West Egg electricity, a full orchestra, champagne everywhere but no Gatsby. The place was crowded; it seemed that Gatsby was extremely wealthy and extremely popular, but some of the guests were simply not invited and Gatsby was no where. Gossips came to my ear about Gatsby, it was said that he was the cousin of Adolf Hitler, when suddenly a women nodded and whispered “ He went to court because he killed his wife, cut her into little pieces and then throw her to the Mississippi”, others said he was the one who ordered the San Valentines massacre. This made we realize was he really in jail, or was he watching us. As night passed people became wild and crazy, the party seemed to get bigger. They jumped fully clothed into the pool, champagne glasses flew over my head, and people never stopped the dancing and still no Gatsby. Time never stopped, but sun had started to rise, people seemed never to notice it. While some feel, others tried to get more champagne, other went like a hurricane leaving destruction, breaking and passing though things.