Crimestop

I knew that this will come. It was always waiting for a moment to come. Today is the day. After the severe torturing and pain, my memories are blurred, but one think I certainly remember is the room 101. I remember the conversation two women had about the room 101, around the time when I was new to the Ministry of Love. Today is the day to solve the mystery of the room. Am I afraid? I can’t really tell. After the enormous horror, I cannot really think any worse thing than what I had suffered. I was well fed and well treated for the last weeks or months. I’ve tried hard to accept the beliefs of the party and trained myself in crimestop to control my mind. Now I truly understand what doublethink means. 

Few days ago, I got a hallucination of Julia and got the feeling that she is still alive. My feeling for her is the same so I shall not betray her. I sometimes think of the possibility of starting over again but there is no point of doing so in such place where power overly governs its people. I learned to lock my hatred and secret inside of me but the one and only moment I cannot resist is the thought of Big Brother. I cannot diminish my hatred toward  Big Brother.

 “ Winston!”

“Room  101”