This has been going on for an eternity. I feel like a marathon runner about to collapse. How much longer must I go on? The lingering stench and misery of this place is really starting to get to me. I can barely recall my life before. I try to think back sometimes, but the exhaustion I experience will not let me. Even though we have finally arrived at a new concentration camp, Gleiwitz, my dad is now terribly sick and I am awfully weak. I give him my food as often as I can, but he seems to only want water. I know that will not be good for him. The doctor will not help him and advises me to worry about myself. Every night I can feel walls move a little closer. I feel the end coming soon. I know I need to start focusing on my survival instead
