What I was thinking when I met Miss Baker

I first saw Miss Baker when I visited Daisy and Tom. She was laying on the couch and stuck her chin out like she was balancing something on it. She was pretty quiet and did not acknowledge me for a while. I felt as if I have disturbed her by coming in. At first, she seemed like a stuck-up, conceited rich girl. My first impression of her was wrong because she was actually quite humorous, friendly, and fun. Her body was slender, and I enjoyed looking at her. She seemed sophisticated and independent; she had substance.  She was definitely my type of woman. It was hard for me to take my eyes off of her because her beauty was overwhelming. 

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What I was thinking when I saw Gatsby for the First Time

It was right as I came home from Daisy and Tom's mansion when I saw him in the distance. Miss Baker had just mentioned him at dinner, so I could approach him and that would do as an introduction. I was unsure whether to walk up to him and start a conversation or not. He seemed like he wanted to be alone. Then, he lifted his arms toward the water, and he appeared to be trembling and uneasy. I looked in the direction he was facing, and I saw a green light, which I suppose was the end of a dock. Then, I realized it was Daisy's dock right on the other side of the water. When I turned my head back toward Gatsby, he was not there. He had disappeared. I was very curious as to why he was staring at the light. He was very mysterious, while he stared throughout the darkness. I wanted to approach him. He just seems very interesting. 

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What I was feeling at Gatsby's funeral

At Gatsby's funeral, I was shocked to realize that not that many people showed up. I tried to contact as many people as I could, but none of them attended. It was very surprising to me because Gatsby had all those parties and none of those people were actually his friends. They just used him. It makes me upset to see that some people truly don’t care or have the decency to show their respect. It was only me, Owl Eyes, and his dad, who attended the funeral. Then again, Gatsby did not try very hard to create long-lasting friendships. I was disappointed at the fact that not even Daisy attended the funeral. She and Tom just left town. She was so close to Gatsby; it was like she didn't care at all. With the meager attendance at his funeral, I pity Gatsby.  It just proves that people can be so popular, but not have that many friends. There are only a couple of people that really matter in life. I learned a lot of life lessons, while I was with Gatsby. He definitely shaped me into the man I am today. 

Why I Allowed Gatsby to Meet Daisy in My House

I knew Gatsby wanted to meet Daisy more than anything. Since I'm Daisy's cousin, if I invited her over, it would be the easiest way for them to reunite. Tom was cheating on Daisy and I could tell she was unhappy with her marriage. It was obvious that she was not completely in love with Tom. Gatsby is just more respectable than Tom. He is a genuinely nicer guy. I let Gatsby meet Daisy in my house, so that Tom would not find out. It would seem like they randomly ran into each other.  It was bound to happen anyway. I did not want to be on Gatsby's bad side, so I did not refuse to help him out.  I was just doing him a favor because that's what friends are for. It was just a simple act of kindness. I think they deserve to see each other again.