Chapter 8

Okay I must calm down. The Thought Police are not after me, at least hope they are not. I thought about suicide but then thought about O'Brien. I am still curious and eager to find the darkness in which we will meet. Is it in room with no telescreen or heaven? If anything I hope I find O'Brien before the Thought Police find me. I should have smashed that dark-haired girls brains into the pavement. She is the reason I am stressing over someone knocking on my door. Why is she following me? Something tells me she is a spy. When I see her again, I am going to kill her.

Chapter 7

I realized that O'Brien is the person I am writing too. O'Brien is suspicious and that is why he is like me. O'Brien is thinking the same thing I am. I have speak to O'Brien and wonder is the dream I had of O'Brien is true. Where is the darkness I will meet him at? He is the man that wondering the same exact things as I am. I have no clue when is the next time we will meet. I hope he has not been vaporized already. I also do not know how we are going to communicate without the Thought Police spying on us. Or what about the dark-haired girl? Maybe she was is a spy or wondering what O'Brien and I are not suppose to be thinking about.

Chapter 6

I wish I had birght light that night I had a sexual encounter with the prole. I have not had sex in years and that is why I did not think twice about the prole. Katherine and I tried and tried but failed to have kids. I did not want kids as bad as Katherine did but was just looking for the pleasure. The night with the prole was one of the best nights I have not had in awhile. Then it turns out the prole is over 50 years old and ugly. I have not idea what I was thinking. I sort of wish Katherine came back to remind me of the beautiful lady she was. I will never encounter a prole again in my lifetime.

Chapter 5

Today I spoke with Comrade Syme who works on revising the Newspeak. I think Comrade Syme is going to get vaporized by the Thought Police because he simply knows information that he should not even be talking about. Comrade Syme talks about cutting out words that are not needed if one word can do the job. I do not understand why Syme would discard words. Taking out words will make people like me have little words to express our emotions. Pretty soon there will be no words to express what we want to say by 2050. I am scared that Syme might exclude all the words in Newspeak that are essential to my way of emotion and expression.

Chapter 4

I find my job quite boring because I sit in a cubicle all day. I wonder why Big Brother cannot update his developments himself. Why do people like myself have to update it for him if he is the head of the party and knows what he wants to do. This makes me think Big Brother is fake because I have never seen him in person. I have heard about him and met members of his party, but never seen him with my own eyes. Of course I cannot share this idea with anyone because they could tell the Thought Police and I will be gone tomorrow morning. I wish I could share my ideas with someone else on fake Big Brother.

Chapter 3

I just got done with my morning workout and am sluggish. I got yelled at by the instructor for not working hard enough. I was surprised they could even see me. I am sure they have plenty of other telescreens to look at but why mine? I was curious how they are able to watch my morning workout. I hate how I have an ulcer and I still have to do the workout. It is itchy and painful but I still have to touch my toes and run. The workouts are nothing but a joke. I think they are a waste of my time but maybe they have the morning workouts on purpose. Maybe it is just to see how I am and how well I respond to the telescreen. Perhaps, I am the only one who did the workout.

Chapter 2

My heart began pounding when I heard the door knock. I thought the Thought Police was waiting outside my door step ready to kill me. Thankfully, it was Mrs. Parsons who came over again for the plumbing. Why can't your own husband do it? She has her own husband to do things around the house for her and she has the nerve to come and ask me. She almost gave me a heart attack. Then when I got into her house the green disgusting water filled up the whole sink. When I unclogged it I found out there was a huge hair ball stuck. The whole job was filthy. While walking back to my house her kids yelled at me and said I am an Eurasian Spy. I was scared because I thought they were Junior Spies. But luckily they had no clue about the diary, at least I hope they did not.

Chapter 1

Today as I was walking up the staircase I noticed many posters saying"BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU." I wonder if he really is watching every move I make or every word I say. All I know is to watch what I say, do, and moves I make in front of the telescreen. I get tired of all the propaganda they constantly announce on the telescreen. I feel with my back turned away from the telescreen the Thought Police will not mind me much. I think O'Brien is an enemy to the party. He is suspicious the way he acts and also the dark haired girl. I wonder what they are up too. If anything, O'Brien will probably get snatched from the Thought Police over night. Whatever party they are from, I am going to find out.