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"All right... I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool--that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool." - F. Scott Fitzgerald, //The Great Gatsby, pg 17 //  "With every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room." - F. Scott Fitzgerald, //The Great Gatsby pg 134 //

Suffocation. Suffocate with no room to breathe. Forgive us for ‘now’ is too late. This is not an American dream. This is no longer an American dream. We’re trying to breathe underwater. The few, the proud, no longer sing their song. One nation under God, it’s us against the world. We’ve cut the tongue from society, forcing consumption, never hearing “no.” We’ve brainwashed our children to believe this is destiny. Spoiled rotten, still counting their 1, 2, 3’s. Forgive us for ‘now’ is too late. Forgive us for fueling the flame. This is not an American dream any longer, as we’ve become spoiled, rotten, counting our 1, 2, 3’s. Disease infesting our young, beauty has become the beast

By: August Burns Red

**"Can't repeat the past?... Why of course you can!- F. Scott Fitzgerald The Great Gatsby, Pg. 111** **Catherine's final reflection**