The Holocaust Story "Never Again"

Chapter 21. The Dreams

Sasha's P.O.V

No matter where I looked I saw blood splattered across the walls, he looked at me. His eyes were red from crying. I walked towards him,

"Light?"

His eyes were narrowed looking at me and he held his knife. I kept walking towards him,

"Light! Are you okay."

He didn't speak and I ran towards him arms out ready to hug him when his knife stabbed me through the stomach. Blood poured out my mouth, I turned to look at him and I saw the wide smile on his face, he pushed me off my knife and laughed,

"Wh..y"

He tilted his head,

"Why? Why not? Ha, I remember..I remember and I'll kill everyone who hurt me. Including you."

I woke up with sweat dripping down my neck and forehead. I breathed hard and looked around to see it was pitch black. I was laying on a bed with Angel sleeping next to me. I stood up and walked towards the door opening it. I noticed we wern't at our original house but another one. I walked towards the light in a room and slightly opened it to see Thomas watching T.V.

He turned,

"Oh Sasha! You're awake."

"Where are we?"

"I managed to rent a small house. We are pretty far from home but you know it takes time."

He noticed my sweat and got up,

"Are you okay? What happen."

"Just a nightmare that's all."

His eyes saddened,

"It should've been me."

"No it's fine, you wouldn't want to. I can handle it."

He sighed,

"How's your back?"

"Numb."

I lifted my shirt slightly to find bandages wrapped around my stomach. The door across from Thomas opened showing Gena.

"Hey Gena," I smiled.

She quickly hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back,

"Angel missed you. We all did."

"I did too."

I'm glad to be back but I feel like this isn't over. It doesn't feel right to walk away from that place after what I've seen. It will never leave my memory.

"Sasha? Are you spacing out."

I suddenly felt tears streaming down my eyes,

"Sasha!?"

"We can't let them do that to kids."

They both looked at each other then to me.

"You've seen what they do."

"But what can we do. We can't do anything, three people can't go up against millions of those Nazis."

"You're right you need four to do that," said a voice.

Angel. She smiled with her hair into a mess. I hugged her tight. 

"Not even four can. Look how we get some sleep and chill for the week we've all been through alot."

I nodded and carried Angel to our room and tucked her in. I stared at the ceiling. He's right. Four people can't even if Thomas is trained and I'm some what we still can do it, not even Angel can. 

I turned over to my side.

"Unless...we have one trained person...really trained."

I sat up,

"Light."

I smiled but my smile disappeared, he's probably dead. No I saw him in my dream. He can't be, but if I'm going back..then I'll have to go through all that again, maybe worst. What if he's not even there. Then I'm screwed. 

I sighed and looked over to Angel, I want her to grow up without hiding from them..without fear of being caught. I sighed and took my Diary,

Dear LifeBook

Seems like I'm going on a suicidal mission. This could be the end or the start of a better begging. I must do this for Angel and my parents. I must avenge them...maybe I might even find them. Just maybe one day I'll get to hug them once more. I hope to see them alive and hug them forever. I'm probably silly, I been convincing myself since the day I left them. They're gone forever. Yet I feel like there not. Why? I don't know how to explain it. I just hope maybe they are.

 December 1, 1936 

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