The Little Room Above The Shop
April 15th, 1984
Hello again readers! It has been quite a bit since my last blog but I've decided I want this blog to be a bit different. I've been wanting to discuss a bit more of my personal life and explain some odd phenomena that have not been occurring lately.
There's a nice shop near me owned by an older man, and in that shop there is not an attic that I have found myself spending time in. In the attic that does not exist there is no telescreen. Obviously this place does not exist, it would totally be unsafe due to no supervision from Big Brother.
Luckily this room does not exist, because it could start a rebellion or something among those line which would totally be horrible.
Big Brother has not trapped us mentally, we are free? This sounds odd, I mean the way everything is being worded by me, however it is not for my safety, this is simply just a fake story. It wouldn't allow free thinking because we already have that, totally.
In this made up room that doesn't exist and that I don't live in it is not quiet, I am not happy in there. There is no reminders of an older time, no furniture that would give a connection to a better and safer world, because we are in that safe world with Big Brother watching over us.
If you remember this blog in the future but can't find it, it never existed, I repeat it did NOT exist.
Always remember, Big Brother is always watching, and it is not for any bad reasons.
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