Life seemed so good...we were living the high life. But soon as PRESIDENT HOOVER took over, the stock market crashed. My daddy being a big business man had stock and lost all our money. We were forced to live on the street in a small shack. My family and I were always hungry and dirty. But the worse of the coldness was to see others around us suffering... becoming nothingness. My elder sister headed west to make money. But the monster came. He held the sun in his grasp so you could never see the light. It was always dark. Everything was covered with dry, dusty bareness. There was nothing to salvage there so my sister headed to California and called for us to join her. Most of the population were Mexicans or American-Mexicans. Jobs were scarce, but we were able to get a job in the farming business from a Mexican family. My father and brothers worked outside, as my mother and sisters worked inside. I was the interpreter for the family. I met my first best friend, Maria. But all was not to be well for Mexicans were being sent away to make more room for Americans. Maria and her family were sent away, never to see her again. Hoover dropped out of precidency as a new president stood at his place. Things were getting better. We got jobs and a house. But I will never forget the nothingness; the cold nothingness. It will always haunt me in my life. It will be a life's nightmare.
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