Last night I had a dream. It was about my family. This dream had made me cry. I woke up and Julia was starring at me puzzled. I began explaining my dream. And how mean I had been to my family. My mother especially, she had done so much for me, but all I did was push her away. I killed my family. I did not allow my baby sister to even grow up, because I was a greedy child. Never letting her have anything, and taking it all for myself.
Julia was the one that helped me survive that night. She mad me feel better. And she told me that I had not done wrong. The party would not control us forever.
This dream made me want my memory more. I tried to think harder about my past, but I could not remember much more. But I do have a past. Everyone does. But most have forgotten it, because that is what Big Brother wanted. He does not want us to have power. Which is why we do not know what has happened
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