Life in the Holocaust

Hello my name Bob I’m a Jew who live in a camp. When I first went to camp I had a family but they got taken away from me some time ago but I try to keep my head up and look forward in life. The camp is hard work they make us work all day and only give us a little bit of water and food not enough to live on so I’m really skinny.  But the worst part of this camp is that they make us were thesis striped prison outfit and they smell super bad when I got mine there was some blood on it and I was like why. Is this. It really started to get bad when they started killing people and burning them. One time I had to watch two sisters hit each other with a whip. All the grads are supper salty and I’m always like what did I do u you and they tell me it’s because I’m a Jew and Jews are dirty. Back to the start for a moment when they took me and my family from my home they also they took our gold and silver to too make weapon’s and to sell to other people .my son had this great pocket watch that him grandfather gave him it was gold with a little photos of our family it was great. But now back to the camp I had a friend him name was Kris but he was an older guy and he always gave the Nazi a peace of him mind and he always got hit and beaten but he didn’t care he was fighting for something right we were homies to the end but one day the grads got us all to line up and called all the old people in the front and they killed all of them right in front of us and they said this what happens when you get old stupid Jews but a few days later we all got called into the gas chambers and then the green gas started to come out of the hole in the wall. Everybody started coughing and just dying and I just fell asleep and that was the end of my journey of life.                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

The story is about a man named Bob and his friend named Kris in the holocaust they were homies to the end but for his friend the end came sooner than it should. But they had a great time when as they could because they are in a camp together and the camp is a lot of hard work but one day they asked us to all come outside and line up and they said all the people over the age of 65 step forward ,and the SS grad. So I was supper sad that my friend is gone is I’m just working outside and the grads say everybody follow and we went to the gas chambers and it was so dark and cold and then the gas started to come out and that is the end of my story.

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A little time a little rhyme

All I can see it the little dimes on the soldier eyes

All I can hear is the children’s cries

All I can smell is the rotting smell of death

All I can see is gunman soldier being moved down

Where they will lay till the end of time

But all I can understand is why!!!

Why do they need to spill blood?

Life is precis so saver it

Be like Eisenhower and make a change

Do great things become a president

Help the people and stop the fighting

Save the children from sadden and despair

Stop killing and talk it over make a change

And don’t discriminate people because of who they are

Or were they come form

So stop the valance and just be free.

By. “Clayton west”

<Remembrances day poem>

All i felt was sadness and so bad form theses solgers.all I can ask is why why why just stop the fighting and be free.