Irene sniffled and sat up a little straighter. She awaited her many readers to come for the book signing. It happened to be on the anniversary of her rescue from the Aushwitz concentration camp. Not many people truly know what had happened to her. Unfortunely it is a nightmare she relives constantly. When she was reunited with her husband and children she cried for days at a time. Cries of fear of losing her family once again. She had found her old writing journal and the tears had ceased. Irene wrote for hours, writing everything down as to not risk her forgetful thoughts. She had gone through a dozen notebooks, at least, and chose one to be published. She wrote of a world without war, and the simple pleasures in life. An outbreak in the writing industry occurred as it was published. Thousands upon thousands of copies were sold all across the world. Irene was labeled as one of the most aspiring authors of the 20th century. That is what brought her to the little book shop in her hometown. Where hundreds of people lined up to talk to her about her work. She realized as she wiped her tears, that these were not tears of sadness or loss. She cried out of joy. Irene felt happy, which she had not truly felt in a very long
Irene sniffled and sat up a little straighter. She awaited her many readers to come for the book signing. It happened to be on the anniversary of her rescue from the Aushwitz concentration camp. Not many people truly know what had happened to her. Unfortunely it is a nightmare she relives constantly. When she was reunited with her husband and children she cried for days at a time. Cries of fear of losing her family once again. She had found her old writing journal and the tears had ceased. Irene wrote for hours, writing everything down as to not risk her forgetful thoughts. She had gone through a dozen notebooks, at least, and chose one to be published. She wrote of a world without war, and the simple pleasures in life. An outbreak in the writing industry occurred as it was published. Thousands upon thousands of copies were sold all across the world. Irene was labeled as one of the most aspiring authors of the 20th century. That is what brought her to the little book shop in her hometown. Where hundreds of people lined up to talk to her about her work. She realized as she wiped her tears, that these were not tears of sadness or loss. She cried out of joy. Irene felt happy, which she had not truly felt in a very long