The crossing

Chapter 1

I woke up to the barkking of a dog. There are tons of stray dogs in my neighborhood. No one can afford to have them unless you are one of the wealthy. There are three types of people: the rulers, the rich, and the poor. The rulers pertain to those who control everything. They can control where you go, what you eat, and when you sleep. The rich are those who are the family members of the rulers. They tend to be selfish because they think they are lucky because thier on the higher side. They get good food, more sleep, less work, and can go anywhere they want. Finally, the poor. The poor are just the people who had no connections to those who are ruling or rich. I am one that falls under the poor. We are put in harsh conditions. We are just greatful to be living. Our schools are seperated from those of the upper classes. There schools have water fountains, Things they call kindles for books, tasty food, nice, spacious classrooms, and educated teachers. For us poor we have buckets with a spoon and water, small note pads for writing all the things we need to know, Mineral packs for food, classrooms that are packed and unheated, and whoever volenteers to teach. The only luxury everyone shares is medicine for sicknesses that can kill off the human race. And even then the rulers can just send a drone to despose of us before we spread a sickness.