My head felt like it was going to explode. The bed under me is very hard and uncomfortable. It won’t matter if I could take the time and risk to steal food, it will take away  my time for rest. Anyways, if i’m caught, i’ll get beaten even more. My older brother says it will only get worse from here. Today the rations were especially small. At this point you’ve probably guessed that I live in Sparta. My dad just left to the council of 500. He has to leave early so that he is not dragged to the council with ropes in red paint. One time he took me to the council. There was a lot of yelling none of the kings or 28 others could agree. At last, they decided to make a law that made slave killing legal. They were declaring war on the slaves because they thought the slaves might rebel. The slaves were people that were Seized from their hometowns and Forced to do work for us. Sometimes we think the slaves will rebel against us so we kill some of them. It doesn’t matter to us, we will get more slaves in the future. My dream is to one day lead an army to conquer a city and get food for our entire city-state.