Chapter 11 (Jews POV) The Graves

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A young girl in our cabin has given us this to write in. We can't write so instead, we talked and the little girl wrote. The two poor girls had just been escorted back from the torture building full of fresh wounds and dried blood. The limped and winced as we cleaned their wounds to stop the infections before tearing cloth off our dresses to use them as a bandage for these 2 poor girls.

Emma has been a good girl in the camp. She doesn't deserve to get tortured every other minute she is not working. Milli has always looked up to us, seeking for a new family where she felt safe. Seeing them both like this shivering and wincing made my blood boil. We hoped they don't give up. We hope they still have a will to live through this. We don't allow them to. Only because we don't want to bury another family. This is why.

After our loved ones died, we had to bury our loved ones under the soil and dirt. It was heartbreaking! Why did the Nazis make us do this? Milli and Emma lost their parents at a very young age. We felt so sorry for them and so our whole cabin agreed to take care of these parentless children. Our cabin stank of pee and poo and sweat. In our cabin, all the women were under 50 years old. The two were constantly hired by a man called Oskar Schindler who was from what we heard, a good man.

He hired different people from different cabins to go to his factory to 'work'. He did this so that we Jews could go to the factory to eat proper food and drink clean water. They loved him very much for his generosity. But he told us to say nothing good about him but everything bad. It was hard to make up how mean Oskar Schindler is because he is a kind and caring man who welcomes Jews with open arms. He greets us like old friends as we stayed in his factory while eating a healthy meal.

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