uggggh! im so hot i complained as i stood on my tippie toes to reach for an apple at 8 pm in the night to pull off a tree.I hatted my life and i hatted my job every morining and night i had to get up and pick apples from the trees.i didn't want to upset momma so i just did what i needed to do.Everyday i had to wake up so early in the morining but thats really not what i wanted to do i wish i was free i can be free like those other kids out there having fun with there friends i said to my self..*sigh* but that will never happen i better hurry up and pick these apples befor the boss sees me just standing here not doing a darn thang at all.As i continued picking the apples off of the tree and singing a nice tune that mamma use to sing to me when i was younger..well i was done picking the apples off of the tree i was so warn out i didnt want to talk or eat the food mamma saves for me and my brothers and sister to eat everyday we gotta make the food last in order for us to surive as i layed down on my bed humming the beautiful tune to myself crying myself to sleep this is not the life i wanted this is not the life i wanted this is not the life i wanted i said drifting off tooo sleep.....
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Amazing writing..you are sooo *talented*. I really felt like I was reading a child laborers diary. Maybe if enough people read your post, they'll want to change the laws in the U.S. so that farms are not allowed to hire children...
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