Saturday, April 24, 2010
Part 2: Chapter VII
After I woke from my dream I instantly remembered my mother and sister. I remember as a child I was always hungry no matter how much food I demanded my mother to give me. I took all the chocolate and never saw my mother or sister again. I realize the proles are different than the Party members because unlike us they are human. They care about one another and have emotions.
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