One day when my dad was working the stock market crashed and then my dad died and I had to live with just my mom. My little brother is named Rob. We had no money and had to kill my goat. When my mom killed the goat she sold the goat meat for money. She got about 5 dollars and she used the 5 dollars to buy us dinner. She bought some turkeys but we didn’t eat them, we sold them, too. My mom wanted to move before winter but it started to snow and we didn’t have good clothes. In 1933 we moved to the Bahamas and my mom married a rich man in 1937. Now we live in a mansion. The end
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