The Holocaust Story "Never Again"

Chapter 6. Dear....

Sasha's P.O.V

I was covered in blood pulling at my hair. I was still in shock of what happened, I mumbled words to myself hoping it could calm me down yet it wasn't working. I sighed and thought for awhile.

 Hopefully I pass a town and change my clothes, I'll just have to explain to them I was only protecting her. Mom and dad are probably disappointed in me, yet Angel understands. She smiled. I mean theirs no reason to drive this into killing it was wrong of me to do so.

I kept walking ti'll I was at the end of the forest and I was on a cliff. I looked around then looked down, I noticed something, bright lights. Could it be..

A town.

I cheered and looked for a way to get down, I grabbed Angel in one hand while grabbing onto the cliff letting my feet hand. I stepped on the rocks on the cliff and slowly turned my body laying back. I grasp onto Angel as I slowly went down before sliding down.

I groaned as it left cuts on my back but Angel was fine, I slowly made it to the town. I slowly stopped as I noticed the town was abounded. The doors were wide open and even worst, there was blood everywhere. My eyes couldn't believe what I was seeing, there were people were hug and stabbed on light poles. The lights flashed making shadows and sending shivers up my spine.

 I covered Angel's eyes. I couldn't let her see this, it would scare her.

I shook in fear and felt my heart start beating faster. I quickly ran into a house breathing hard. What was going on, why! Who! So many questions. I walked into the kitchen where I grabbed some food, I felt bad for stealing food. So I left a note,

I apologize for stealing some food and clothing I'm trying to take care of myself and my sister. Hope you can forgive me.

Take care.

 I left it on the counter and walked up stairs towards a bed room. There was nothing but adult clothing so I left to the other room right next door. It was all pink with toys everywhere. I noticed the window was smashed and a chair was broken next to the bed. I opened her closet and saw most of the clothes were gone. 

"Maybe I should check the other houses."

Angel squealed agreeing with me.

I walked out the house closing the door then went next door. I went up stairs where there was 2 beds and boy bands all over the room. Maybe sisters, like me and Angel. Well older I guess.

 I walked towards the closet and saw a backpack way back in the closet. I took it opening it to see medicine. I grabbed it and wore it over my shoulders, maybe they were also packing. 

I looked back to the window to see it was also crashed but there was blood on it. I grabbed clothes and quickly changed. They fit kinda big but it would work. I grabbed Angel and fed her with her bottle. The sun was starting to set once again. 

"Maybe I can rest here for tonight. I hope they don't mind."

I laid Angel on one of the beds and pushed the other one making a makeshift queen size bed. I laid my head on the pillow when I felt some hard. I felt under the pillow and felt something cold, I grabbed it and pulled it out. A diary. A key was chained to it with the letters carved Lori.

I opened the diary and read silently.

Dear...um I don't know, I don't want to sound girly and call it Diary. 

Dear Lori. Aka Myself.

Me and Lula went to the store today and decided to buy stuff for my cousin's birthday. While shopping I got this. A diary I guess, I loved how I could lock it and write anything I wanted in here. Lula simply thought it was dumb but shrugged. 

Lula's my sister, she's a bit serious most of the time the first time you meet her and very determined. Yet once you know her you wish you didn't, she is a creep and crazy. Well I guess that's what I love about her.

December 15.

I noticed the pages were all dated so I continued to the most recent ones.

Dear Lori.

I met my new neighbor next door who's Sixteen the same as me and he has some good looking eyes. Heh, he has a little sister and she's very adorable. He's been training to be in the military which I find quiet cool as my sister has been training to be a doctor. While I..well I'm not sure yet. I was planning to be a cook just in case. I mean I can make some good ....eggs?

Anyway I've been noticing some suspicious people around the town they wear red arm bands and I heard my parents call them "Nazi's"

They wouldn't want to tell us anything about them yet Thomas area neighbor has been telling us what he heard from are parents that they are coming to take over and he had a crazy idea of us escaping and running away. I'm not quiet sure what to say.

January 31st.

I flipped to the last page that seemed to be splattered in red.

Dear Lori.

He was right, they've come. I managed to grab all the materials they told me. I hope my pa-----------

I've got to stop writing. there coming -------------------------------------

The rest was ripped out or was unreadable. I noticed a folded paper in the back. I opened it up to see a different handwriting.

Dear Lori.

They will pay for what they've done to you. I'm sorry I've read through this and I'm sorry I couldn't do anything. I don't know where you hid the backpack but I will fight back. It's hard to look out the window now seeing the light pole the hung you on, I can't take you off, you'll splat on the ground and I can't reach. I'm sorry. And if anyone reading this from anywhere..just know there near.

Love Lula.

February 1st.

I placed the diary in the my bag. I will bring it with me just in case. I looked out the widow to see a girl tied my her neck and what seems bullets though her chest. I mumbled a small prayer for her and wrote in my own journal.

Dear LifeBook,

Lori must of been a tough girl, I bet she was a good sister and hope she's happy where she is and best the luck to Lula. I hope maybe when this is over I can find her and give her the book. She may want to keep it for memories. who knows..

February 1st.

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