New Beginning - AS Coursework

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Commercial Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Originally my AS creative writing coursework, it is the opening chapter of a sequel to 1984 by George Orwell from Julia's perspective.

Submitted: October 14, 2011

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New Beginning

It was ironic how true those lyrics seemed to her now. Underneath the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me – They had each betrayed the other and no matter how strongly they had felt; the vows they had made to each other...everything had changed. Their feelings are irrelevant. Big Brother and the thought police had won. She and Winston would not meet again, at least not of their own will, and yet she carries a constant reminder of him within her. One which she could not escape, it is both she and him, flesh and blood. A child conceived in a political act.

The snapping of a branch pulled Julia quickly out of deep thought. She sprang to her feet and spun on the spot, her eyes rapidly scoping across the ancient willowing trees. Her heart beating heavily against her chest. Her hands clenched tight, she could feel her nails cutting into the skin of her palms. Immediately her thoughts went to the thought police, which sent chills through her brittle bones. Another snap came from behind her and her body locked itself in place. Like an automatic defence mechanism and she waited as the fear washed over her. Her body rigid. Unmoving. She fought her instincts to bolt through the woods; she stood perfectly still desperately hoping she wouldn’t be seen through the wall of trees. It was wishful thinking but then she saw that what she presumed to be the dreaded thought police was actually a fox, the colour of rusting burnt copper, stalking through the undergrowth with its wild eyes glowing in the shadows.

Still she did not move, partly believing someone was still there. She couldn’t have escaped. Not without someone knowing. Someone had to have caught her, hadn’t they? Thoughts were flying round her head at one hundred mph and her body began to shake. Gradually her racing heart beat slowed and the icy sensation drained from her body leaving her weak with fear. Her legs shook and threatened to buckle beneath her. She looked down at the damp mossy earth and noticed her arms had circled her stomach; automatically protecting the helpless and innocent life that lay in her womb. She breathed an unsteady sigh of relief and pulled her worn blue jacket (the colour of the party) about her and felt the crumpled slip of paper with her fingertips. She had felt such relief when she found it between the pages of Winston’s journal, only she couldn’t understand why he had hidden it for so long. It told of those who had escaped into the Otherland and she was about to join them. That crumpled slip of paper was the key to their salvation.

She straightened her crouched body, eyelids heavy, she closed her eyes to clear her frantic thoughts away. Julia’s mind and body ached with weariness, how long had she been walking? It must be three days now...three very long, exhausting and dreary days. She had questioned whether she was doing the right thing over and over. Her head told her it was her only choice. Yet her body longed to give in, to turn back and walk into the loving arms of death. And she would welcome it. It was only the knowledge that her child wouldn’t survive, if she turned back, that propelled her forward. She wouldn’t give in. Couldn’t. She had to keep moving. The further away from that prison which is the city; the safer she and her child were.

The night air was bitterly cold and a violent wind had picked up whipping her long dark hair across her face. She felt sick to her stomach knowing what lay ahead for the others and wished there was some way she could change their fates and warn them. She couldn’t risk her own life or the child’s like that. At the same time she thought back to how she felt before it happened to her...and she knew. They wouldn’t have listened anyway. Putting one foot in front of the other she pushed herself forward through the darkness to a world unknown. A world where they would be safe. Free.


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