Chapter 1

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Lying there cold. Everything was a blur. It was 1939 they took Mom, sister, and killed Dad. My name is Eric I'm a Jew it's World war II and I was on a train heading To a camp were they made Jews like me work to the bone.

I'm 9 years old, when the men told my family to follow them to the train Mom and sister cried but Dad refused "No not my family please, please not us!" He would yell at the men. He resisted for a while then out of nowhere they shot him in the stomach, he bled out to death.

Mom just cried and cried sister too, to be honest I was balling too. I was just like an any other kid, so why are they hurting us being mean to us, and when I say us I mean Jews. So why us?

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