1984 Julia’s Story Creative Piece
Essay title: 1984 Julia’s Story Creative Piece
“Wake up!” a stern voice called from above.
Her weary eyes slowly began to open. It was absolutely bright, however no windows were visible. Only electric lights running endlessly in parallel lines covered the ceiling of the hall. She was sitting in the very centre; her head crouched between her knees. She was afraid to speak or question where she might be.
She could hear footsteps in the distant but could not make out where they were coming from. The burning lights had gradually blinded her eyes. This must be the Ministry of Love she thought.
It seemed hours ago that she was thrown violently into this premises and she was starving.
She understood why she was here but did not understand how. She participated in sexual acts that were strongly condemned by the Party. The crime would be punished by death, no questions asked. When will they shoot her? She wanted her life to end now.
Freedom is to say that humans have two eyes. She will never experience freedom again she pondered.
OBrien entered the hall. She could tell by his distinctive strides. He grabbed her by the hair and began speaking in an authoritative tone, “You are here for committing crimes against the Partys principles. You are thinking why I am not going shoot you. Are you not?”
She gave him a look of disgust and purposefully did no answer.
“There is no need to be silent,” he commanded, pulling her hair even harder.
She was not going to allow physical intimidation to force her to speak. “You will have to talk sooner or later. I will help you Julia. You must understand that you desperately need help. What are your feelings towards Big Brother?” he assured her.
Silence.
She was not going to answer him she had nothing to lose. She knew she was going to die and she wanted to die defiant.
“How many eyes do human beings have?” OBrien asked her.
Silence.
“You are thinking two. Of course you are. It is unquestionable. However, humans have three eyes, not two. You think this is ridiculous. Look again. Concentrate. Tell me how many eyes to humans have? Look closer,” he ordered, giving her a hard kick.
Silence.
“Before I leave you for the time being, think about these questions: How do you feel about Big Brother and Winston Smith? Remember humans have three eyes. You did see it, did you not?” he disappeared.
She found it very difficult to believe. How was it possible for a human being to have three eyes? Why would he force her to believe something insignificant in life? Something microscopic that no one would ever question or try to contradict. It seemed that OBrien was using psychological manipulation in order to overpower her. She knew that she was not as intellectual as Winston, but she had the mentality to recognise