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The story of Aaron's escape from Auschwitz to reunite with his father. View table of contents...



Submitted:Jan 21, 2013    Reads: 20    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

It all happened so fast father had come home from making watches he looked sweaty and panicy that is when he announced we were moving. "Why?" I had asked him. He did not replied just kept shoving presious family heirlooms into a sack. We left a dawn and arrived at mid-night it was a small building with only one dirty window in the middle of no where.

"Why did we move from our nice home in Warsaw father?" I asked.

"You are much to young to understand it is safer here," he replied.

He was right I was to young to understand. Was I better off not knowing if my father said so? iI didn't think so. I ignored it though.

On a gloomy day I saw trucks coming up the dirt road through the small dirty window. The trucks stopped in front of the tiny building and men wearing all the same thing uniform came out and knocked on the small door my mother ordered me to be very quiet i obeyed. Then, they knocked down the door my mother scream and held me tighter.

"Come with us," one man said in a deep stren voice.

I had not known what was happening but the next thing know I was seperated from my father and mother.


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