By: Nora N
Ireland, Grade: 5

Everyone thought America was invincable.But it isn't.Here's my story:
July 18,1934
I was out on the steps with my best friend Rose when Papa came home with a sad face.His shoulders were drooping,and he was very pale.At first I thought that he just had a bad day at work but when he sent Rose home I knew something bad had happened.The Great Depression.