Dear Diary,
The world is not what it was .I have often wondered if human have a heart??Even a small feeling radiating though them would do. But alas the world cannot change. For once I feel compassion...Love for someone other than myself. And I will be Broken for it broken for being human. The last of my humanity will be striped away. Lies seep through this land but I show the truth. I was born into this land but I saw a short time a glimpse of my childhood of the kids running. Laughter, Sunshine, humans not greedy savage beasts rating each other on ranks .I'm alone .I can't tell anyone. I can't trust anyone with this secret. Ashes are left in the room. Room 101 but is it just an illusion. I have seen revolutions and rules broken but they go there the dungeon and never came out the same. I cannot stay here but I cannot flee. My mother will be integrated and tortured for my crimes. Not that she remembers me! How and what can I do? THEY CAN ARREST ME THEY CAN TORTUTRE ME BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET!!! I CANT FORGET! No one has the will to change and they never will. Eyes pry at me at every second of every day .Every word I read is the same "BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING ".They have buried to deep into everyone else but not me. Did they see a young curious girl who doesn't understand the world? I am a threat if anything my curiosity makes me a lethal weapon. But lately the phase "curiosity killed the cat "has been playing on my mind. But if I die someone needs to stand speak out .That is why I'm creating an alliance .THE REBELS. My rebels will finish this war if I fail to do so.
Farwell
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