S N A P C H A T LIVE SHOW Sadeyah
Harrison
So we live in a world where there is only one job. Everyone looks human, but they are actually robots. They have to make live shows about their daily life, make entertainment to make money, and get a certain amount of likes. If you don’t have a lot of likes, money people come to your home and kill you and your family. There are only three other jobs: soldiers, teachers, and people who work for the app. To be one of those things, your parents have to have been one of those things. My character’s parents weren’t any of those though. Hi, my name is Kennedy. I’m 18 years old. I just graduated high school, and now it’s time for me to work. I finally downloaded Snapchat Life for work and applied. My friends and I were all a bit nervous to start, due to the consequences if you don’t have a certain amount of likes and followers. That, and being brand new to the whole life without school. I’ve seen the stress my sister, Mela, went through—crying, faking a smile on social media, no sleep, and being friends with people just to get famous—especially with being a robot and all the malfunctions that can happen. Sometimes we start to smell overheated and begin to lag because we’ve had no rest. I don’t want to ever imagine going through it. It was sad to watch. No one can fix it but her, but she never stopped. She continued her shows as if nothing ever bothered her. The app gives new people five months to reach at least 7k followers and get used to a whole new life, or you will already be in danger, which means you and your family die. After five months of dancing, singing, and traveling for live shows, I’m at 7.5k followers. I was consistent, and I saw the progress in my system. I didn’t smell like overheated technology or an electrical fire when I was awake for a long time. It wasn’t that bad. I made my shows at a certain time through155
