A/N: I wrote this for a school project about the Holocaust. My topic was "Life in the Ghettos" and this is meant to be from the point of view of a child living in a Jewish ghetto.
I remember the day
The Germans came to take our homes away
They put us in a new place
Where six other families stay
Daddy says the war won't last
Mama and sister dream of the past
When the smell of fresh baked bread filled the air
Now it seems all we do is fast
My friends and I smuggle food
The Nazis we must elude
To bring home life to our families
We care not that our clothes our crude
Daddy was taken off the street
To work in the factories sewing sheets
Mama frets both night and day
Sister has her maker to meet
Then came the morning
Without any forewarning
The Nazis marched through the gates
The women began mourning
They told us we were leaving
I felt like I was barely breathing
As they shoved into cattle cars
I found I was silently weeping
