Personal Narrative: The Auschwitz Concentration Camp
Don’t!” I screech. “I suggest you get straight to work,” divulged the guard.
A few months later, by the time my parents and I were used to working in this camp, we were deported to the Auschwitz concentration camp which was located in Oświęcim, Poland. There were three Auschwitz camps. My parents and I were then separated.
“Mom! Dad! I love you!”I yelped with heartbreak.
“I love you too, honey!” Mom shouted with distress.
“Stay strong,I know you are a fighter!” Dad shouted with hope.
“You know we love you very much, right?” Dad yelled.
“I will stay strong and I love you guys too!” I exclaimed.
Those were the last things I said to my parents. I had lost my parents. Not to mention, I had lost my sister as well. Driven to despair, I hoped that they would kill me right away.
I was placed in Auschwitz I, the main camp. It was similar to the Westerbork camp. I worked and talked to no one until one day.
“Hi, my name is Sally, what is your name?” Sally said sadly.
“My name is Sanne, short for Susanne.” I