December 5th 1940,
After they pulled over people on board we eventually stop. I see there is a train station right on the boarders of Germany and it is as-though they were prepared for this. I feel a gun been pointed to my back and I hold my arms up. The train station is packed. There are people crying, people with their heads hung low and people saying prayers, people looking for ways to escape. I hold onto my brother and grandmothers hands, I swap places with my brother so he is in the middle. The last thing I want is for him to be lost. We stand. Trying to ignore everything around us, trying to live as much as a normal lives as possible despite the circumstances.
Suddenly a whistle is blown I know what this means straight away. The train begins to move forward slowly. At first it looks like a normal train but then I see it. The train isn't actually made for humans. But animals. I hope they don't expect us to go on that thing. It looks like it could fall apart. But it turns out the doors open and then they shout "GET ON IT GET ON!" Everyone suddenly pushes, I guess everyone feels if they aren't on first they will be shot. Grandmother picks us up and puts us on. I cling onto Aaron's hand and eventually she makes it on too. We stand to the sides of the cart and suddenly the cart is shut, leaving us in darkness except from the small window that brings us light.
This place is horrible and I suddenly get a horrible feeling in my gut like we are not going to work like they said. But instead a death camp suddenly I begin to think of ways I would be able to escape but my thoughts are suddenly stopped when I hear gun fire, I manage to see out the window and it looks like another person attempted an escape. Is that the things that they do to you if you try to escape? I suddenly change my mind. Instead I think of ways to survive where ever I am going. Despite been expected to remain positive I just think of how I would survive, going into the worst situation.
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Historical FictionHannah. A Jewish girl with a mother, father and little brother called Aaron were a normal family. That was until the Nazi's took over Hannah's home town of Amsterdam. At age twelve she is forced to see things nobody else her age would usually see a...
