Dear Diary,
We are leaving now. We are aiming for a small hole in the fence where a guard is asleep. We run across the small yard and I start crawling through the hole. Lisa is keeping watch. Once I am through, she crouches down and starts crawling. When she gets through we run to a cottage that is in the nearby woods. It is dark and scary in there. We try the light but it isnt working, and there is nothing to light the candles with. I cant write any more information in case my journal gets taken. I hope it doesnt.
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Dear Diary: A Holocaust Story
Historical FictionThe diary of a 10-year-old Jewish girl when her family is in hiding and on the run. Translated to English.
