I don't even know if you can get it these days in English, but there is a book called 1914 by an author called Eyvind Johnson (Nobel Prize winner 1974). It's a semi-autobiographical work about a 14-year-old boy who leaves his foster home to go & work in Northern Sweden in the fateful year, 1914. It is a painful read, because he has all the angsts and feelings that I had at that age. It's part of a tetraology, but the first book is definitely the one. I did read it in English before I studied Swedish, so I know it was available, but worth a look...