In the eyes of Issaic Fendzolf

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I watched as the Nazi German troops came through my town. They were ruthless and hostile as they rallied up my neighbors, friends, and my family. I was crouched in an ally watching them grab hold of the people of my

community and throw them to the ground. They were yelling, "Stupid Jews" and "Get in the trucks you dogs". I watched as they beat on them and even shot the ones that caused trouble. Then they just rolled them into the ditch which was filling with their blood. I turned my head and noticed that two Germans were walking down the alley I was in. I squired behind a dumpster and covered myself in the surrounding trash. The Nazis stopped right across from me! One of the soldiers, the taller of the two pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The other said, "Go on ahead, I got a take a piss". For some reason they were speaking in English rather than German. My mother insisted that I learned English as well as French, so that I could speak to the travelers that passed through or small community. The smaller of the two soldiers walked right in front of me, unbuttoning his trousers. I grabbed a shard of glass from a broken beer bottle with the point facing out. Before he was able to start urinating I jumped from the trash and dug the point of the piece of glass into his neck. Blood covered my hand and spewed on my face as I watched the life escape from his eyes. He only squealed once, but it was loud enough for the tall Nazi to turn and see what I had done. His eyes grew large in disbelief as he raised his mp-40 submachine gun and started shooting it at me. I quickly flung the man that I had just stabbed, onto a staircase and jumped behind him, using his body as a shield from the bullets. I pulled a pistol from the sheath of the Nazis belt and shot two bullets into the tall man's chest and one in his head. As he fell over he said, "Hail Hitler". I ran over to his body and shot him once more in the head to ensure a fatal wound. I heard the roaring of trucks and felt the ground shake as I looked to my left, I saw that the trucks that were filled with my townsfolk we leaving. I looked to the right and saw the unthinkable; tanks, jeeps, and dozens of foot mobile soldiers coming right towards me. I detached the butt-pack from the taller soldiers rig. I then grabbed his pistol belt and sub machine gun as well. I put on his boots and placed their bodies into the nearby trash cans. I looked around a came to the conclusion that the only way out was the lake. I climbed on top of the roof and ran as fast as I could to the last apartment. I was able to get from each building because of the younger boys. They placed boards so that they could sneak out at night and have camp fires on the roofs.

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