Set Free

I think my time is quickly approaching. Every time I close my eyes I see a room. Room 101. What lies behind that door cannot be possibly worse than what they were doing to me.  They told me that Oceania is at war with Eastasia. Always has been and always will be. Constant war, O'Brien said. But something tells me that that isn't true. Eastasia. Eurasia. Eastasia. Eurasia. I don't know which anymore. Just like used I know that two plus two equals four, but what if it doesn't? I need to know with certainty before I decide which.

What lies behind room 101 might be Julia getting tortured. But should that matter when she already betrayed me. No, that's just what O'Brien told me. Focus, Winston. Big Brother can't ever get me. I may have betrayed everyone but not Julia. Never Julia. And never will I truly love Big Brother. It will just be a guise, like everything I have ever done here in Oceania, that I truly whole heartedly love Big Brother.

But once they set me free, kill me that is, they won't ever be able to change that I absolutely hate Big Brother and everything that he has created. It will be the truth and reality.

I hate Big Brother. Forever.