A Holocaust Story- Fake Events from True Facts

Chapter 3 (Emma) The Train Ride

I just got this diary from a man who claimed to have found this dairy, read it and found the to girls mentioned in this diary. It was Mother's diary and she would have wanted me to have it... He told me they were dead. They were loaded into gas chambers made by a mad scientist. When he told me and Milli, we were furious. When he saw the look on my face, he knew I was going to try to find the man who created the chambers and killed many more with it...

He had forced me not to go looking for revenge or I would meet the same fate my parents. He had also told me that the people who went to the chambers, they were the ones who the Nazi's thought didn't have the strength to serve in Auschwitz. He said it wasn't just happening in Auschwitz, it was happening to every camp he's gone to. Which was every camp... This may be confusing... I'll start from where our journey began.

It was a dark, cold and crammed. 'CHUG!' 'CHUG!' 'CHUG!' screamed the train I was forced on by vicious soldiers. I was wondering why they were so rude and mean... All of a sudden, the train screeched to a halt. I couldn't see what was going on. I had my mother, father and younger sister to look after. All of them were sick and I was the only one to take care of the of the family, myself included.

It was hard work. My young sister, Milli, was 5 years old and I was around 16. I had to take care of them or else, well, they'll die. We didn't know where in the world we were going. It was dark and so quiet. As we slept through the night with many people shoving and kicking, I had this amazing dream that we were going to a far-off land where everything was safe and we were contented. No one was sick and everyone was happy and peaceful, but I was wrong.

The dream was disrupted by thousands of men, Nazis is what they're called, shouting at our people. What were they saying? Were they telling us to do something? My father said that the Nazis had ordered us to take off our clothes and get out of the carriage... naked. Yes! Naked! I couldn't believe my ears! I refused and tried to shove them off. A Nazi soldier poked me in the back with this gun with a knife thing on top. I don't remember what is was but I think it was called a bozonat (bayonet).

With a long sigh, I took off my clothes and lined up in the queue of naked men and women with their naked children. They were splitting up the men women and children into separate lines. Mother and Father walk into another building as we went to a check-up building. My sister who was allowed to stay with me, cried for Mother screaming and kicking for she hadn't been apart from Mother for more than a minute. I wonder what they did to my parents. They never came out... I heard screams and wails. I immediately shut Milli's ears and walked slightly faster trying to walk far far away from the excruciating sounds of pain.