Lost

Prologue

In our world, you are tested. There are five options at the end, but you don't choose.

Your results do.

Testing has been going on since the beginning of our world as we know it. Every child between twelve and twenty was tested, to see which sector they belonged in. They created five sectors: the poor, the middle class, the wealthy, the specials, and the Unnecessaries.
The Poor class are the ones who are common sense smart but have barely any business knowledge or special skills. They get five thousand dollars. They can earn a salary and can test to become middle class every other year.

The Middle class or working class are the ones who have common sense smarts and some business smarts, but only one or no special skills. They get fifty thousand dollars and a home from the government, and every year they can test to see if they could be wealthies or specials. They can also earn a salary through a job.

The wealthy are the ones who are above average smart, in everything, but have few special skills. They get five hundred thousand dollars and two homes, and can test to become specials. Once they run out of money, they get another hundred thousand from the government, but this can only happen twice before they become the Middle class. They can earn a salary.

The specials were the ones who were at least average smart and had many or one extraordinary skills. They became scientists or government people or CEOs or anything they wanted. They got five million dollars, a home, and another ten thousand every year. They didn't need a salary.

Unnecessaries are the stupid people. The disabled people. The sick people. And they are put to death.

This is our life, and how we live. But we like it. It is our life. And so we do not protest.

We protest the censoring, though. The books. The movies. The anything that shows life before this began.

We will find it all. The Lost.

We will.

I will.
-Maren