I wanted to vote but Big Brother told me it was illegal.
I went to the polling station, and Big Brother's police smashed me in the face with a truncheon.
They did it to save democracy and protect my human rights.
I checked with Big Brother's European allies to make sure he hadn't malfunctioned in some way, but they said "no, this is all perfectly normal".
The votes were counted and the result was announced, but Big Brother explained there hadn't been an election at all. It had just been my imagination.
Some people attempted to implement the result of the imaginary election, but Big Brother's judges tried to arrest them and they had to flee to another country.
Then Big Brother decided to hold an election of his own. It would be much better than the imaginary election because it wouldn't be imaginary, and because everyone would be able to take part.
I tried to vote for my favourite candidates in Big Brother's election, but found I couldn't because they were in jail for organising the imaginary election.
So I tried to vote for my second favourite candidates, but found I couldn't because Big Brother had banned their party for campaigning in the imaginary election.
I did manage to vote for my third favourite candidates. And they won. Hurrah!
But then Big Brother annulled the election results because it was undemocratic for the winners to win.
I went on a demonstration because I didn't think this was fair. Big Brother's police smashed me in the face with a truncheon again and I suddenly remembered it was all totally fair.
Freedom is Slavery.
Dictatorship is Democracy.
I love Big Brother.