One day i came home from school and i called my dad and told him how my day was.Later that night my mom woke me up and we drove to my dad’s house. He pulled me by the fire and told me that my brother has died. I did’t now what to do. .I missed school because my brother was gone. I was last so bad that i couldn’t even go in my room for at lest a year. I really do miss him alot. He got killed in a car wreck going a 100 mph around a curve. A month or two later i had a 4×4 wreck. it nearly took out my ear drum and broke my pelvis in three places.It was the worst time of my life

landen .W.

Many kids worked in textile mills mostly ones who was 5 and up and if they were even one minute the people would dock there pay also the men that were in charge didn’t care if one of the kids get hurt the y would either fire them or make them keep working as i was learning i thought that now days us kids are very   lucky that we don’t have to work in textile mills or other jobs