Sunday, March 13, 2011

November 4th, 1934

Everyday someone is gone, someone is dieing. We had 3 new families move in today. One family had to sleep outside because we had no room. I sleeping in a box tonight. Is cold and raining. In the morning i will proablly be sicker than i am now. Soon i will have to go in for medical attention. The boss came in today. He killed three more workers. They did not understand what he was saying so they were not able to follow his directions.  The days go on, and my hands are starting to show bone. Eventually i mite not have any hands. I have seen over 30 people die while i have ben here. They are jut pushed to the side, and replaced.

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