I would like to continue about what happened within the camp for more detail. Yes it is me, reporter Simone, but I was too ashamed not to continue in depth. Our ride from the safe house led us to a concentration camp in Poland. When we showed up there were Jews from all over Europe. As I walked in a sign read Arbeit Macht Frei which translates to Work will set you free. This was odd and cruel considering that No matter how much we work we will never be set free, that is unless you count dying being set free from life. After seeing the sign, a man checked to see if I was sick or pregnant, then another man dragged me to the left side of camp. Entfernen Sie Ihre Kleidung, auch Unterwäsche und Schuhe jetzt! The man at the end of the registration
…show more content…
The person next to me found a piece of potato and I watched as everyone around looked like predators about to pounce and steal that small piece of food. After meal call we were sent back to work, I left and went to the entrance to collect the next people. This repeated itself everyday, for 10 months, till I purposefully got sick. I couldn'tt stand to hear the screams of the pregnant women baring children in their stomachs, and the awful silence as I carried them to their deaths. The food was eating me alive, since they never gave enough food. I was going to die of starvation if I didn'tt get sick. Which death would be more painful? Once the Nazis found out, a Jew lead me to the gas chambers. The room was filled with shower heads, which I could see all to well through the window as I dropped people off at deaths door. The gas started filling the room, and now Im here, doing my dream, writing. This paper, I assume you found berried in the corner of the room, Everyone helped me dig the hole, in hope that someone finds it. This are my last words, my last breathes, my last seconds on this earth, and yet it feels like nothing, I feel nothing at all. My Brain is starting the shut down now as the gas is taking over my
The person next to me found a piece of potato and I watched as everyone around looked like predators about to pounce and steal that small piece of food. After meal call we were sent back to work, I left and went to the entrance to collect the next people. This repeated itself everyday, for 10 months, till I purposefully got sick. I couldn'tt stand to hear the screams of the pregnant women baring children in their stomachs, and the awful silence as I carried them to their deaths. The food was eating me alive, since they never gave enough food. I was going to die of starvation if I didn'tt get sick. Which death would be more painful? Once the Nazis found out, a Jew lead me to the gas chambers. The room was filled with shower heads, which I could see all to well through the window as I dropped people off at deaths door. The gas started filling the room, and now Im here, doing my dream, writing. This paper, I assume you found berried in the corner of the room, Everyone helped me dig the hole, in hope that someone finds it. This are my last words, my last breathes, my last seconds on this earth, and yet it feels like nothing, I feel nothing at all. My Brain is starting the shut down now as the gas is taking over my