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Sunday, January 22, 2017

1984 - My Personal Room 101

My name is Trent Becker and I have been arrested and escorted to agency hundred and one by the Thought guard. I was arrested for writing down my thoughts in a ledger, which similarly include a plot to disturbance enlarged Brother and drop off everyone from their piece of musicipulative ways. Although the Thought police know for a fact that I devised a jut out to take down Big Brother, I burned my journal to ashes before they could get the exposit about my undertaking. Since there is no trace of tangible depict regarding my alleged crimes and I avert to tell them what my journal express, I assume Ive been interpreted to Room 101 for wild interrogation. The Thought Police take to know what my proposition said and why I wrote it. I can only calculate the lengths they will go to s pass away my silence. It chills my spine.\nAs I plan of attack the over-sized fifteen foot distich of doors at the entrance of Room 101, I begin to oddity what could be housed in a room wi th doors that size. I stood gaze at the doors in awe for a good ten-spot seconds, when one of the escorting Thought Police yanks me away and places me in handcuffs while muttering, Lets go, in an mad voice. He pulls me into the dimly light room and I straight off notice the enormous saltwater aquarium housing twain twenty foot big(p) White sharks, along with various other sharks and fish, and even a giant oc primeus. I also see that there be 2 one-ton weights at the fag end of the tank with chains that slacken all the way to the top of the tank. A pair of quilted steel handcuffs are attached to the ends of those chains. I suddenly notice a fetor coming from another man in the room who was arrested by the Thought Police. He was drip mould with sweat, white as a sheet and had a fashion on his face that seemed homogeneous he had just witnessed a brutally violent murder.\nThe two of us were now be directed to a rivulet that lead up to the top of the tank. The lad der had to be at least ten stories high, and the ascension to the top seemed like it was takin...

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