My whole life started with the war all my family but me died in the war. The germans had taken over my whole city of Copenhagen. They want to take all of us but germans to torture camps. All I had as I ran through the streets looking for food was a pistol two bullets, a backpack, clothes and my neclace of the star of david. I ran through the streets all dusty, burned destroyed all the lives lost in those homes. So sad but I can't dwell on the past I have to keep moving keep walking hopfully not get noticed. I remeber when the germans took over how they stormed my house their tall black shiny boots, how my mom took me to hide in the basement how they took every one how my mom got taken just to save and how they had beaten her. The felling was terrible. As I walked Into a clearing I saw two soldiers with tall black boots. One of them looked at me and yelled in germans probably asking for my papers. I ran as fast as I could my lungs burned like hot coal were poored into them but I kept running until I lost them that was close. Then I saw a little old woman peeking her head out at me. Come in here child she said are you gonna take me to a camp I replied no now come inside before they find you I ran inside the tiny house. ( hey guys raspberry casey here hope you like the story and if I get one like I have low staendards I will continue bye for now!
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Historical Fictionhello my sweet sweet crew im raspberry casey and this is my first story dont judge if its bad in my view its good. p.s this is a ww2 story