A warrior 's story
I instantly wake up and look around. The first thing I can see is an overflow of broken hearts huddled together to keep our slender bodies warm. Considering being diagnosed with hypothermia won´t be a plus to this circus. I have had a few sleepless nights since what happened to my loved ones. Most individuals are executed here, so it shouldn 't have been such a shock as it was for myself. As an ordinary human being, I remember shedding tears and thinking very dangerous thoughts.
That was the time I was the most suicidal, in the most pain, and wanted to try touching the electrically charged fence. Fortunately, I convinced myself that I had to be a warrior, and most of the thoughts vanished after some time.
I keep
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It is rather strange that the dreadful nazis ' genocide is present in the world today.
Their hate towards Jews for the world 's problems today is essentially just naive and treating us like we are animals. Arriving here at Auschwitz you get tattoos with several number 's. This made me lose my originality and I became frustrated whereas I have adored my name Edith my entire life. You become a number and that is not tolerable.
The hardest part, though, is trying to make friends at the camp. I stopped trying after I befriended another child here. His name was Matys. On one of the first nights we got to know each other, he sadly passed away from typhus, which is very common here at Auschwitz. I recall him waking up seeing his pale face and realizing that I do not want to go through this ever again. Even though I am genuinely feeling isolated and longing for companionship, the agony of losing someone is something I never want to go through again.
In the next morning at 4:00 AM we hear the same heavy whistles. The guards direct us to another construction and everyone is wondering what is going on. To calm us down they tell us that it is only a shower, but their facial expressions indicate otherwise. In spite of my fear of the situation, I am in a way also