Quite Winters

Quite Winters

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This is a poem I said when I visited the Neuengamme concentration camp in Hamburg during the closed hours around 5 or 6pm and went around the grounds. Each brick resonated the screams and horrors of the area and I recited it for the people who lost their lives in the camp.
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(I dont own Hetalia!) (BoyxBoy!) (WARNING: This story contains derogetory scenes and words, about Nazism, Jews, and Graphic scenes in the concentration camps, I have NOTHING against anyone.) The date was June 14, 1940. This was the date of when the holocaust and Nazism had started up. My name is Feliciano Vargas. One day a Nazi had stormed into my family's home, and claimed he was staying there. His name was Ludwig. I fell in love with the Nazi, even though it was unacceptable. One night, me and him shared an intimate moment, accidentally. Soon after that me and my family were taken away to a concentration camp, where we were punished and tortured, to the point where we wanted to give up and die. But, me. I still had hope. Until Gilbert, the concentration camps leader, had found out my love for the Nazi, and that we were secretly dating. What will happen? Will I be put to death?

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