I would have other people survive than me, I had nothing left. I was the distraction of the get-a-way. So when I made to tea, I dropped it many times, just to stall. They would beat me, but I knew that the other people were doing something great. I had to continue stalling, I would burn the bread, drop the tea, and I got beat like there was no tomorrow, I just kept thinking, I am doing this for other innocent lives! They had finally had enough, I had dropped so much tea, and burnt so much bread. They grabbed me by the hair, punched me in the nose 6 times, and kicked me multiple times. They grabbed me by the arm, and said "You are getting whipped now young stupid man!" I was so scared, but I had no reason to be. If it meant me losing my life for the other prisoners on the escape, I will do it. They put me over this half cylinder little horse saddle thing, and the officer said "Count to 20!" So I did 'Crack' "Ahh! One!" I screamed. "In German!" The officer yelled. 'Crack!' …show more content…
They picked me up, and threw me on the ground. I felt like I had no back anymore, it was throbbing with pain. They walked me back to the office, and I didn't spill anymore things. I think the other prisoners had already broken out, and I was happy about it. Then, just when I thought that the prisoners were gone, I heard multiple gun shots, it sounded like what was sub-machine guns, rifles, and other fully automatic weapons. There were probably 100 Jews left now. My heart dropped, the officer threw me out and he put a gun to my head, he asked me "Did you have any part in this?!" "Yes, I said, I planned the whole thing" I said with a smear. I heard him pull back the hammer on the pistol, and I prayed. I started having flash backs of my life. All of the good, and bad things that happened. I thought of when I first met Anterio, It was one of the best days of my life, then, I saw the picture of him dead laying in his own blood, I started crying. I had though of when I found out my dad owned a bakery, and I got all the fresh food I wanted, that was all gone now. I had nothing, now I was on my knees with a Nazi officer flicking the safety off of the pistol. I could feel his finger on the trigger, pulling