Max's Mein Kampf

33 Himmel Street

November 13, 1938

                  
It is rare to see any Jewish houses or businesses in some towns, such as Molching. It is as if after the passing of years, consciously or unconsciously, Jewish people started to move into clusters, or maybe other Germans started to separate from Jewish people, and move away from them, knowing what was coming.

     Yesterday, I finally arrived at Hans' house. It was already dark by the time I arrived. I knocked on the door and waited, freezing from the cold wind that was running through Himmel Street. The door opened, and a man's head popped out of it. With worried eyes, overused clothes, and a messy hair, he asked "yes?" To this I only answered with another question: "Hans Hubermann?" He opened his eyes wide, and pulled me in quickly and forcefully. I walked in, but I was weak, and I didn't fully realize until I finally arrived at my destination. I felt very light-headed and, in a matter of seconds, fell on the floor unconscious. I woke up the next day on a bed in the house's attic. I knew why he pulled me in, he couldn't be discovered with a Jew. Soon after, I met Liesel, a blonde, quiet girl who had been adopted by the Hubermanns and Rosa, a person who seemed hard on the outside, but very kind at heart. Now I must rest, I am still not feeling at all recovered.