Elie Wiesel, holocaust survivor and author of the memoir “Night”, tells us of his unimaginable, concentration camp experience during WWII in Auschwitz, Germany. As one of the minority of the Jewish holocaust survivors, he shares his appalling experience with us and the world, which should never be forgotten. In the spring of 1944, Elie Wiesel was an 15 year old boy, living in his hometown of Sighet, in Hungaryan Transilvania. In this time the Nazis occupied Hungary and thus Wiesels family, neighbors and friends. After days, transported in overloaded cattle cars, Eliezer and his family arrived in Birkenau, the gateway to Auschwitz. Wiesel and his father, separated from sister and mother, passed the evaluation to the camp and got put in barracks. …show more content…
The prisoners had to walk a “death march”, in the middle of a snowstorm.There was a young boy running by Elie, that immediately was trumped to death by others when he gave out. That must have been a very devastating moment for him, because horror of just giving up can get you killed. How Wiesel described it, it was a very painful march. How he says in his quote : “The idea of dying, of ceasing to be, began to fascinate me.” (pg.86), his thaughts of of wanting succumb to death was fine. He just wanted to let all the pain go away. Only the power of Love had stopped him doing it. Many men died at this deadly journey. Arrived in Gleiwitz, the prisoners got herded in cattle cars again, with about 100 jews had to fit in one car. On this journey, only about 12 out of 100 man survived. The last part of Wiesel’s concentration camp took place in Buchenwald, where Eliezer began to care less and less about his father and himself. A few days after they arrived in this camp, Wielsels father died after monthly suffering, physical abuse and dysentery died. After that happened he could no longer imagine a reason to go on living. His only thought was to survive, how he says in his quote: “But I was out of tears. And deep inside me, if I could have searched the recesses of my feeble conscience, I might have found something like—free at