What I Was Thinking When I Was At The Hotel

The music was so loud, we could barely hear each other talk, let alone think. My head was swirling from all the fun we were having. I was thinking to myself, what a nice get together. It seemed like Nick and my sister were getting along well. I don't know what they were talking about, but I could tell it was about me because they kept looking over at me. The puppy that Tom had bought me was the cutest thing I had ever seen. Holding it seemed to be the only thing I was doing, well that and dancing. My head was pounding from all the music, and the drinks, and the people. Everything was going great. Tom and I went into a room to talk, we started to talk about his wife. And then 'BOOM', he hit me...

Why I Ran In Front Of The Yellow Car

I ran in front of the car for one reason and one reason only, to get Tom. George had locked me in our room earlier that day, and when Tom stopped by to get gas, I saw his wife. I knew he wouldn't look up at me with her in the car, but I knew he wanted to. When I finally escaped the room and saw the car, I knew Tom was driving and I had to get him. He had to help me. George was going psycho  He was going to take me West away from Tom. So I ran out to the road, but the car wouldn't stop. Even while I was screaming and waving my arms, the car would not stop. Tom  needed to help me, but he never stopped! 

What I Was Feeling When Tom Hit Me

Blood was streaming down my face. I look in the mirror and I looked disgusting. I had a nose bleed, which would not stop bleeding. I can't believe he did that! George would never treat me that way! He hit me for saying such a simple thing, D.A.I.S.Y. Tom came in the room and I just stared at him for a minute, then started to yell at him. 'Tom, why did you hit me? George would never do this to me! Maybe I should just leave', I said. Of course I never really would leave him. I just wanted to know Tom would never hit me again and I wanted to hear his apology. I was thinking very hard while Tom was talking. I thought about how George would never hit me, but then I thought about Tom. Tom is just a more interesting person to be around then George, Tom understands me. When I snapped out of daze, Tom had stopped talking. I never heard his apology, but I bet he said sorry a million times. I decided to forgive Tom. I needed Tom in my life, he keeps it interesting and I can't stand George. 

What I Was Thinking When I Ran In Front Of The Car

I saw the car, the yellow car, that Tom was driving earlier. I had to tell him that we needed to run away. I needed him to take me away from George. I was screaming in my mind, TOM, TOM! I ran out the door, waving my hands hoping to get his attention. He wasn't slowing down though. It actually seemed like he was going faster. Why was he not slowing down? It was me, Myrtle! Tom, Tom, stop!, I kept saying in my head. Why weren't the words coming out of my mouth? Was it because I was inches away from the car? My heart was beating so fast, and loudly it seemed like. The next thing I knew I was in the road. The car was coming at me full speed. I screamed at the top of my lungs, at least I think I did. I screamed at Tom, TOM, ST................................................... 

What I Was Feeling When I Saw Daisy

The moment Tom pulled up in a yellow car with a woman in it, I knew it was her. It was his wife, Daisy. How could it not be her? The woman was beautiful for sure and I could see why he was with her. She had brown hair that was cut in a bob and she looked a little sporty. My heart felt broken into a million pieces! I was devastated! Tom needed to come to my rescue and he couldn't with Daisy right in the car! George had locked me in our house earlier because he thought I would run away, which is true. I would have! But Tom needed to come to save me first. As soon as I saw Daisy I knew he wouldn't. I was jealous, no beyond jealous! How is it that Daisy is with Tom and not me? I felt rejected because Tom never even looked up at me, while I was banging on the window trying to get his attention. Why did she have to be his wife, why couldn't I?

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Why I Cheated On My Husband

I know how bad it is, to be cheating. I know it would drive George crazy if he ever found out; but how could I resist a guy like Tom? Tom is everything you look for in a man! He is rich, muscular, and is known for his achievements in football. How could I, Myrtle Wilson, pass up a guy like that while having a husband like I do? My husband owns a garage for crying out loud!! I am not much better than husband though! I am nobody! I am a poor woman married to a poor man. When something good comes your way, how could not take advantage of it? Tom is nice and sweet and takes me to the city and buys me anything I want! He loves me. Yes, I know George loves me too, but Tom has a different type of love. I realize that Tom will never leave Daisy, he won't even let me say her name, but what do I care? Even though he loves Daisy, he loves me too! ME! Sometimes it is to unbelievable to think about. This nobody of a person I am and he loves me! What more can I say than that? It's all a woman wants in life, to be loved by someone they never thought would ever love them! It makes the romance ten times better than any ordinary type of relationship. I will probably leave George one day, if I ever convince Tom to leave Daisy. How can we live like this? How can we sit in our homes with people we genuinely care about, but don't have that romantic spark with anymore? It is time for a new beginning and that's why I thought it was necessary to cheat on George. 

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