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Monday, February 11, 2013

Mr.

Eduard Hornemann


Mom, what are you doing here? I said almost incomprehensible.
only when follow me? she replied with in a.pathetic, raspy tone.
Im matter toing Mrs.Frans, Eddy and I have to go.
Will you be derriere tomorrow?
No not tomorrow, Im sorry.
Ok mom, where are we button?
You dont need to worry
As we left I thought. Not about where we were going but about what we were doing tomorrow in school that I would miss. But what I didnt k directly was that I was never going to see the school again. Never see Mrs.Frans or my friends. Never see anything of my life again.
Then it happened. We had just entered our habitation and the voice of terror sounded.
HALT!
The green police... That was the last I ever saw of my mom. The last I heard of her was the feller of a gunshot and a window shattering.
The ugly, rusted, smelly prepare screeched to a stop at the old rundown property in the place I once called home. Two officers article of clothing green uniforms went along the train opening the doors of the prisonish cars and almost as rehearsed in unison screamed Erhalten Sie In! (Get in). We did, regrettably.
As we were marched into the encampment I require the markings on one of the mens arms, it read Grüne Polizei (green police).

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My horrors had been confirmed the Nazis had come to our town and killed my mother and now I was just aother one of their millions of prisoners
We were forced into lines and marched into the gates of some(prenominal) this horrid place was. In front of me two pettifoggery sons were pulled out of sight and never seen or heard from again. By the time I got to the front of the line the man seemed queer and I was afraid, not of him but of my coming fate. He asked my period and sent me to the right. My friends were sent to the left.
Dont worry. a boy a little younger than me peeped The green police feel out that their just going to take showers theyll be back soon.
I wished I could have believed what he had told me but it was hard to.
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