Breath of freedom

The Boat

After we all got our new identities we continued our travels to the dock. Many Aryan people filled the streets as I smiled and moved along pretending to be normal. Worry races threw my mind.
"Are you feeling ok?" Someone asks me.
"Yes, I think I just-" I try to continue but I get cut off.
"Children and Women aboard first!" A man exclaimed.
There I stand before a boat bigger than I have ever imagined.
"Verena get on." My mother tells me.
I nod as I wobble up the ramp onto the boat. I look around to see many people jam packed onto the boat. I look back to my mother who was still put in line and the ramp get pulled back. My eyes widen as it moves farther and farther back. "W-wait! You forgot her!" I yell.
"There's no room young lady." A passenger told me.
I tear up, but wipe them quickly. I must stay strong. My mother waves to me with a pained expression, one I'll never forget as the boat slowly drifts away.