7 years old and I’m living in the krakow ghetto after being removed from my home, my name is . In the ghetto I am the laughter of every household, but Today we’re leaving. were being moved to a labor camp near here and no one is laughing. We’re being moved to Czechoslovakia all of us are loaded into boxcars, crammed so tight you could feel the shallow breath of the person next to you. My Mother was close by I could see her watching me, trying not to be separated from me. I’m getting sleepy some people are saying that we could be in here for a couple of days.
The boxcar hults to a stop in the morning, I’M scared i look for my mother but can’t find her. They sent us walking, are we being sent free? As we keep walking