It felt as if another day went by. Everyday seemed worst than the day before. Food was even more scarce and i was begining to feel ill. My head was throbbing, and i was dehydrated. My family wouldn't talk to each other, they would just pass by like there was nothing wrong. Sometimes i get anxious if any of them would pass away, since we are all starving, but at this point it didn't seem too bad as long as we died together. We were all suffering. Today dad said he was going to the town to look for a job, and i prayed he would find one. He was looking to sell bread at a bakery. Now that Franklin became president a few weeks ago, we can hopefully have money to eat. Better luck tomorrow.
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