Sleep+Me+to+Power

In the year 2100, on a sunny day, a protest was brewing out side of city hall in Dormalasia. Picket signs reading: No Sleep is killing us, Why do you get to Sleep? Sleep ME to power, Sleep does NOT equal power. All were chanting, “Abandon this law and let us Sleep! Abandon this law and let us Sleep!” One protester stood up to say, “ever since this stupid government experiment the working class is dying off! Have you seen the statistics? Population of the working class has decreased by 50% since 2075! In twenty-five years there are less of us. And us that are left? We are all sick; I have had diabetes for twenty years! People have heart problems, it seems like EVERYONE is depressed. We need to stop this experiment!” Everyone cheered and all the President did was look down from his office window. He saw all the people it seemed like there was thousands and thousands of protesters, he knew that there population was decreasing, thee was really at the most a thousand people. “What are we going to do Mr. President?” The Presidents advisor asked. “Let them protest,” the President replied. “Why?” “That’s all they can do I’ll call it off tomorrow.” “The experiment?” “You know very well I can’t do that, I’ll call off their protest.” The next morning the protesters were still there after the President woke up. They had to be, they were only allowed to sleep 2-3 hours each day. Logan, the protester who spoke out before, stepped onto a platform. He felt as tall as the skies and believed in what he was saying and knew he was doing the right thing. “Mr. President I know you’re watching us! Listen to what we are saying, please. We are dying. We all have kids that we are passing the risk for these diseases onto. We’ll all be gone soon!” “I know,” the Presidents voice rang from an unknown location, “I can’t do anything about it. Do you know why I only get 10-12 hours of sleep? I’m not in charge. The President 25 years ago didn’t come up with this idea. We live in a bubble. None of you know that because you’re focused on this tiny city. Past all of the empty desert is a special control center run by a group of scientists. They’ve brainwashed us all, with out really brainwashing us. You don’t know what it’s like out in the rest of the world. You don’t want to know what’s gong on I the rest of the world. This lack of Sleep has made all your focus be in this town and if you want to change it than go travel across the desert and protest to the scientists. I’ll go to.” Everyone cheered and started walking to the end of the bubble. What no one knew was that the bubble was near impossible to get to, especially if you didn’t get a lot of sleep. They journeyed on. People had to be left where they were if they got to sick, at first they helped them and carried them but it got to hard to do that. People were dying and it seemed like they would all be gone before they could reach the end of the bubble. A week later three people made it to the bubble, Logan, the President, and an old man who beat the odds and survived the grueling adventure. They knocked at the scientists’ door and everything instantly changed…
 * Sleep Me to Power **
 * By Sarah **