As me and my family are being
boarded onto trains; going to God knows where, I feel a hand thrust at me and
pull me aside. I look and it is the Nazi officer; Itzak Heller the same man who
had saved me and my family is now the same one pulling me away from them. His
words to this very day still sticks with me, with him saying: “I’m saving you!”
Saving me? From what? The love and companionship of my loved ones? Little did I
know that he indeed was protecting me from the pain and torture of the
concentration camps.
Now
I was on my own, no family or friends to rely on. This battle seemed to be one
that I could not win and desperation and hopelessness soon set in. I began
asking myself: How long will it be before I meet the same, if not worse fate as
my family? Walking around this ghost-town of a ghetto, the torment and pain
soon sank in. How am I going to eat?, How am I going to stay warm?, questions
that seemed to just be embedded into my mind. All around me I see the dead
bodies of those left behind, just as I was. Was I to end up in the same
fashion. NO! I will move forward and survive, not just for me, but for my
family.
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