Elie Wiesel

Essay By: lexievanada
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Lexie Vanada
Elie Wiesel – Journal

1941 –
We have been taken from our homes and forced to leave everything behind. Our belongings, our memories, our lives. Everything is gone and left behind. I’m so confused.

Later 1941-
I have no idea where we are going. Crammed in the back of these trucks. I am cuddled close to my family. I will not let them go. I am curious to whats ahead of us. This ride seems to be never ending.

Early 1942 –
We have arrived in a strange smelling area with smoke stacks around us. I knew that smell burning flesh. I knew this wasn’t going to be good. Im kind of curious to know what is going to happen, but than again im worried that I don’t want to know what will happen. Im scared that I will get seperated from my family.

1942 –
I have no time to write anymore. Ive been separated from my mom and daughter. Im only with my father but, we’re having to lie about our age for us to be able to stay together.

Late 1942 –
Its almost the new year and they say they have a gift for us but its seeming to be a lot of sarcasm to me.

Early 1943 (the next day)
The “gift” for new years was actually no gift at all, just as I suspected. Selection. Selection is a selection of the weak and the healthy. Me and my dad lied about our age again. Im not sure.

Middle of 1943 –
Im not sure how much more of this I can take. My dad is sickly and im sort of worried because I feel like a selection is coming soon. We will have to continue to lie about our age and try to eat as many rations of bread as we can get to survive selection and also to not starve to death. I hate seeing so many people suffer like this all the time.