“And here I am, again… I could die because of this “rebellion”; I mean after every torture I have suffered, I don’t want you to ignore the situation we have to deal with. I really don’t care about myself anymore; they have taken off every single thing I used to long for, even my life as everyone’s here, and we are all robots without souls, as they have wanted it to be since always. Nothing is good ever. Even that I know the truth. I am trying to live with it.” -Winston wrote on a notebook. The sun was shining as always in the sky, a sun-ray entered from the window and made Winston wake up, in order to start preparing himself for another day of suffering without complaining. The only thing he could do each time Julia crossed around him was, to close his eyes, wish she were ok, and think about the new diary he was trying to keep for a brave future but, this time he will be more careful with this type of rebellion, no more people to trust in, no more nothing, just he and his secret. …show more content…
One day, surprisingly a group of tortured people called him, they were inviting him to a private conversation for a new rebellion but, this time Winston wasn’t sure to trust or not, so he told them "You all must prove this is for real, with a little type of rebellion tomorrow at work", the group whispered to each other and finally accepted the challenge with