When the nagging, beating, and pain stop…Will you still be human?
My name is Anna Elizabeth Goldstein. I live in Oceania, that is ruled by Big Brother, but mostly just by the Party. The Thought Police run your life, but even less when you are a prole. I feel sorry for the Party members though, especially because their own children will betray them. There is no such thing as family love, and values in the lives of a Party member. They live in even more fear then that of a single prole in trouble with the law. Proles have more of a family life they are free to do as they choose. I am an orphan, I was orphaned by the Party. I hate it and I hate Big Brother. I'd have a normal life and a normal family if it was not for them. My father is the Enemy of the state but he didn't used to be. He actually helped Big brother rise then somehow or another fell out of the Party's favor. To the Party however he has always been the enemy, but the party lies and has always lied. My mother was died shortly after I was born. At the age of six I ran from school because I couldn't take it anymore. I've been living as a prole since then. The Party has tried time after time to rehabilitate me but it hasn't and it won't work. This is my story….
Anna Elizabeth Goldstein
March 18, 1983