The Past, and Now

My Life

Prelog

This is a story about how life was like in the great depression, also who were very hurt during the great depression. As you will see this will be very sad for some readers but on the other hand for others this will be the best adventure you have ever seen.

1. My Life

I never did like the cold. It always made me sick, but on the other hand my 10 year old brother Matt just loves any weather. My name is Cindy and personally I do like the weather just as long as I don't get sick in the process. When I was little, my mom said that I would play all the time in snow with my dad. Those days stopped when I was 4 years old. I never "knew" my dad when I was very little, but my brother never did see him at all. Our car was always cold on the inside even when mom put the heaters on high. We never really liked how our grandpa would laugh about the cold weather when he sees it snow. I knew we would have to hear the old story about how he used snow to make water to survive in the war.

Now you may be thinking, your grandpa served in a war, well guess what I don't care what war because it's the same story ever year about the stupid snow. Matt, he loves to hear grand pa tell the story ever single second. It likes he doesn't stop telling the story. I was in the back seat with matt, mom was in the front seat but she wasn't driving. It was her boyfriend Tom. He was rich, had every sports car you could dream of. Any other time I saw someone like this I would love to have them as part of my family. The down side was, when mom wasn't around he would talk to me different, as if I was an adult like mom. I'm only 13 years old and I'm in 7th grade. Whenever he give me a hug, he would squeeze me harder to the point that I was red in the face. He would say at night, "Don't forget to wash up before you go to bed Hun." I wish there was someone to tell me why he's doing this to me. Tom, he doesn't do this to matt, really I think he doesn't care for matt in the way he acts and talks to him. When matt asks him a question, tom will give him the fastest answer of no or yes, and maybe I don't know. It's very sad that this guy cares for me more than my own brother. I'd always thought the baby of the family got more care then the older kids.

We finally got to my grandparents' house. I could tell they must have sold more of grandpa's stuff because the old tractor was gone. He loved the tractor sol much that when I was littler he would give me a ride on it every time I came over. As I stepped towards the door when I realized that the house was empty, then it hit me. An apple hit square in the side of my head. I looked in the direction of which it came from, and saw grandpa sitting under a tree with apples in a gallon drum. He'd always loved to eat apples ever since I could remember. The only problem is that he usually will eat too many and make himself sick. That's why he drinks apple cider.

"Dad, why are you out here with those apples?" Mom said as she walked up to him. Mom and grandpa had a bond like no other. You see, mom had lived almost a whole year without seeing her daddy, as she likes to call grandpa, and lived with grandma for some time till her daddy came back from the war. That's when the story was born into effect. Mom loves to hear the story just like matt, and I just don't understand why.