The Holocaust Story "Never Again"

Chapter 22. Susidal Mission

Sasha's P.O.V

I got early and dressed up like anything. I kept my hair up in a pony tail. I looked over to my Journal and grabbed it before walking over to the kitchen and gobbled down as much as I could. Thomas came into the kitchen,

"Hey what are you doing up early."

I swallowed and felt nervous. He looked at me confused,

"I'm going back."

His eyes widened. I looked around making sure no one was listening

"What! Are you nuts! You're not going back that's a death wish," he yelled.

"Shh!I know but..I want something better for Angel."

"What like you making her sad and going back? You have no idea how happy she was having you back the last thing we need is for her to freak out."

"Look I know but she knows what to do. So if anything ever happens she's prepared."

Thomas glared at me clenching his teeth.

"Why are you going back."

I stood up and walked over to him,

"If we are really going to do something then we need one more person. I know someone who killed so many Nazi's."

"What if they kill you."

That triggered my dream. Maybe it's a sign,

"He won't. He's my friend, and I can't leave him there either."

"NO! You're not going."

I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to my height and covered his mouth.

"You want to live in hell for the rest of your life! Or do you want something better! Isn't there someone you want to avenge, cause I do. I had enough of this crap of having to hide."

Tears streamed down my eyes,

"And if you don't want to join then don't you don't even have to come and help me but help Angel.. she's the only real family I have."

Thomas stared at me shocked, I let go and walked out the door. I sighed and started running looking for the closet time. It's time for pay back. 

I ran into a small town where I saw carts with Jews being forced into them. I ran into one and hoped in. A women noticed me,

"What are you doing!"

"Hopefully becoming a hero."

"Are you crazy you're going to get killed," she hissed.

I lifted up my sleeve of my jacket showing my number. Her eyes widened,

"I'm crazier then anyone and I'm proud."

She didn't speak but looked over to her child and hugged him. I felt the engine start and off I was onto a suicide mission.

.............................

Everyone was forced into a train but I managed to get one with a few people. We all sat and I sat near the window. I looked out at it before looking at a crack mirror. Someone must of left it behind. I looked at myself in the crack mirror to see my number on my shoulder "1125." I opened my journal and started writing,

Dear LifeBook.

Tittle: Suicidal mission,

Many of us have died and slaughtered in cold blood by those who hate us. Yet I still fight on with a big dream, to stop this mess. It's a big dream but I know I can achieve it with some help. May take years maybe months but it will be worth it at the end.

Even if I have to die or shed another humans blood. Just hope they can forgive me for leaving them once again, I love you Angel.

The train stopped and the doors opened up. We stood and there stood a guard. My eyes widened. Thomas,

"Come one bastards! Get out! MOVE MOVE MOVE," he yelled.

I quickly followed the others and glanced at him and saw Gena walking towards him. I guess we're doing this together. Here I come Light, don't burn out yet.

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