The date is April 14, 1896 and I’m Genevieve Butterfield. I’m finally 16 years old, but I feel as if im double that age. I say this because I’m constantly working or taking care of my father or younger siblings. This isn’t always a bad thing though, I just never got an opportunity to be a kid. Well a lot more things are going to change for me pretty soon, but first let me explain the picture.   This picture is of the tootsie roll factory that was just launched in Febuary. The candy that they make there is fantastic and nothing like I have had before. I’m guessing that my new addiction to this candy is just a side effect of my secret and this secret believe it or not is that I’m pregnant. I know this is hard to wrap your head around, but let me throw another curve ball at you, its Jackson’s baby. Yes, I know hes married and that this is completly wrong, but I really love Jackson and he loves me to, the only problem is his wife. This all happened about 2 months ago, while his wife was visiting her family. I dont feel bad for her at all, because the only thing keeping this couple together is their parents. I havnt told Jackson about the baby and I’m scared of what his parents are going to think about me and about us. By this I mean I’m afraid that his parents are going to see me as a gold digger and make me get an abortion. Because of these things I don’t think I can tell Jackson about this baby, I think its best for our baby. I know this is very wrong and that he should know, but I just can’t bring myself to tell him. I know its going to be hard to hide soon, considering I’m a very small person, its going to break my heart, but I’m going to have to tell him its someone else’s baby. Wish me good luck because I have a feeling these next few months are going to be crazy for me.
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The date is April 14, 1896 and I’m Genevieve Butterfield. I’m finally 16 years old, but I feel as if im double that age. I say this because I’m constantly working or taking care of my father or younger siblings. This isn’t always a bad thing though, I just never got an opportunity to be a kid. Well a lot more things are going to change for me pretty soon, but first let me explain the picture. This picture is of the tootsie roll factory that was just launched in Febuary. The candy that they make there is fantastic and nothing like I have had before. I’m guessing that my new addiction to this candy is just a side effect of my secret and this secret believe it or not is that I’m pregnant. I know this is hard to wrap your head around, but let me throw another curve ball at you, its Jackson’s baby. Yes, I know hes married and that this is completly wrong, but I really love Jackson and he loves me to, the only problem is his wife. This all happened about 2 months ago, while his wife was visiting her family. I dont feel bad for her at all, because the only thing keeping this couple together is their parents. I havnt told Jackson about the baby and I’m scared of what his parents are going to think about me and about us. By this I mean I’m afraid that his parents are going to see me as a gold digger and make me get an abortion. Because of these things I don’t think I can tell Jackson about this baby, I think its best for our baby. I know this is very wrong and that he should know, but I just can’t bring myself to tell him. I know its going to be hard to hide soon, considering I’m a very small person, its going to break my heart, but I’m going to have to tell him its someone else’s baby. Wish me good luck because I have a feeling these next few months are going to be crazy for me.

http://www.tootsie.com/interactive-timeline/ (Info)

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/414823815647211490/ (Photo)

Hello, it’s Genevieve again and today is June 1, 1895. The last time that I wrote I brought up my father and how had to call a doctor for him. I happy to report that he did pull through this horrible illness, but he did lose his leg in the process. His leg had to be amputated because the doctor said if not the infection would keep on spreading through his body. On the other hand, I bet you are wondering who is in that picture, well that is Jackson! Jackson is now 20 years old and he looks better than ever, but sadly he got married a month ago. His marriage is to a women he barely even knows and only met a couple times before. This marriage was encouraged by his parents who said they were a perfect match, but truly they liked her because she was rich and could bring benefits to their family. I hate that his parents are doing this because they don’t need anymore money my family is poorer than ever. This is because of all my fathers medical bills and the fact that he can’t really work anymore. My younger brother was forced to get a job in the suasage factory, he is only 13 but my parents helped him fake his papers. With him and my mom working we were still struggling so I made the choice of getting a job too. Thank goodness I don’t have to work in the factory, Jackson’s family was kind enough to offer me a job as their cook. My days have become very repetitive, but I have been accepting the challange every day because my family needs the money and without it we might be on the streets.

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Hello, it’s Genevieve again and today is June 1, 1895. The last time that I wrote I brought up my father and how had to call a doctor for him. I happy to report that he did pull through this horrible illness, but he did lose his leg in the process. His leg had to be amputated because the doctor said if not the infection would keep on spreading through his body. On the other hand, I bet you are wondering who is in that picture, well that is Jackson! Jackson is now 20 years old and he looks better than ever, but sadly he got married a month ago. His marriage is to a women he barely even knows and only met a couple times before. This marriage was encouraged by his parents who said they were a perfect match, but truly they liked her because she was rich and could bring benefits to their family. I hate that his parents are doing this because they don’t need anymore money my family is poorer than ever. This is because of all my fathers medical bills and the fact that he can’t really work anymore. My younger brother was forced to get a job in the suasage factory, he is only 13 but my parents helped him fake his papers. With him and my mom working we were still struggling so I made the choice of getting a job too. Thank goodness I don’t have to work in the factory, Jackson’s family was kind enough to offer me a job as their cook. My days have become very repetitive, but I have been accepting the challange every day because my family needs the money and without it we might be on the streets.

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Hello, Its me Genevieve again! I know its been a long time since I wrote last but I haven’t had the time or the supplies to write. Yesterday, October 9, 1893 was actually my birthday, I’m now 13 years old. I can’t believe how time flies and the things that have changed since the last time I wrote. On my birthday Jackson invited me to go with his family to Chicago to attend the World’s Colombian Exposition. I’ve never been around so many people until yesterday, this gathering was to honor the anniversary of the great Chicago fire in 1871. I had the most fun yesterday that I have had in a long time. I say this because about a week ago my father became sick. The doctors don’t know for sure whats causing his illness but they think it has to do with the major cut he got on his leg while working in the factory. My mother was very concerned when he first came home with this injury but she quickly cleaned the wound and bandaged it. The wound just kept on getting worse though and my father couldn’t fully function at work anymore so he had to stop going to work and my mom told him he had to stay in bed and let his wound heal. He then started developing other symptoms and my mother became very concerned and that is when she called the doctors. We are barely surviving without the income from my dad’s job so we are just hoping he gets better soon. Well I have to go help my mom. It might be awhile until I can write again, possibly a couple years, but I promise I will when I can.

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Hello, Its me Genevieve again! I know its been a long time since I wrote last but I haven’t had the time or the supplies to write. Yesterday, October 9, 1893 was actually my birthday, I’m now 13 years old. I can’t believe how time flies and the things that have changed since the last time I wrote. On my birthday Jackson invited me to go with his family to Chicago to attend the World’s Colombian Exposition. I’ve never been around so many people until yesterday, this gathering was to honor the anniversary of the great Chicago fire in 1871. I had the most fun yesterday that I have had in a long time. I say this because about a week ago my father became sick. The doctors don’t know for sure whats causing his illness but they think it has to do with the major cut he got on his leg while working in the factory. My mother was very concerned when he first came home with this injury but she quickly cleaned the wound and bandaged it. The wound just kept on getting worse though and my father couldn’t fully function at work anymore so he had to stop going to work and my mom told him he had to stay in bed and let his wound heal. He then started developing other symptoms and my mother became very concerned and that is when she called the doctors. We are barely surviving without the income from my dad’s job so we are just hoping he gets better soon. Well I have to go help my mom. It might be awhile until I can write again, possibly a couple years, but I promise I will when I can.

http://www.chicagohs.org/history/expo.html (Info & Picture)

This is Me! Genevieve Butterfield. The date is March 5, 1890. I’m currently 9 years old and I live in Cleveland, Ohio. My town’s population is about 261,000 people. That’s a lot of people to think about especially, since I only really see and talk to the 5 people in my family. My family is not very wealthy, so it can be very challenging for my parents sometimes to get the food on the table for my siblings and I. Harold, my father, works in a sausage factory and he seems to always come home with a different injury. His job wasn’t providing enough money, so my mother, Gwendolyn, had to get a job as a maid for a wealthy family down the street. I very much like her job because sometimes she takes me to help her and I get to talk to Jackson, the wealthy family’s son who is 6 years older than me. Jackson is a very nice boy and I have to say he is quite handsome. Since my family isn’t very wealthy they cannot afford for me to go to school so Jackson teaches me new things every time I see him. These days that I get to talk to Jackson are the best because normally I stay at home, take care of my two younger siblings, and complete lots of house work. I do these things for my parents so they no longer have to struggle with balancing work and family needs. My family might be going through a rough time with money and other things, but I love my family and I wouldn’t trade them in for all the money in the world.
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http://physics.bu.edu/~redner/projects/population/cities/cleveland.html (Info)

This is Me! Genevieve Butterfield. The date is March 5, 1890. I’m currently 9 years old and I live in Cleveland, Ohio. My town’s population is about 261,000 people. That’s a lot of people to think about especially, since I only really see and talk to the 5 people in my family. My family is not very wealthy, so it can be very challenging for my parents sometimes to get the food on the table for my siblings and I. Harold, my father, works in a sausage factory and he seems to always come home with a different injury. His job wasn’t providing enough money, so my mother, Gwendolyn, had to get a job as a maid for a wealthy family down the street. I very much like her job because sometimes she takes me to help her and I get to talk to Jackson, the wealthy family’s son who is 6 years older than me. Jackson is a very nice boy and I have to say he is quite handsome. Since my family isn’t very wealthy they cannot afford for me to go to school so Jackson teaches me new things every time I see him. These days that I get to talk to Jackson are the best because normally I stay at home, take care of my two younger siblings, and complete lots of house work. I do these things for my parents so they no longer have to struggle with balancing work and family needs. My family might be going through a rough time with money and other things, but I love my family and I wouldn’t trade them in for all the money in the world.

http://yeoldefashion.tumblr.com/page/30 (Picture)

http://physics.bu.edu/~redner/projects/population/cities/cleveland.html (Info)