August 9th, 1942
Today is Day 50, of living here. And it might not be amazing, but it's far better than one of those acursed concentration camps. Today I was awoken by a the frightening sound of gunshots being fired to control the citizens with fear. I don't understand the soldiers or how they can do what they do.their rationale, is kill other because their different. They scream and rant about us, as if we're from another planner entirely.
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My Days In Hiding
Historical FictionA story about a young girl that lived during the holocaust.
