Ww1 Diary Entry

My life before today was perfect September 25, 1776. I could go outside and play. I could put on my clothes without the big yellow star on the front of my jacket or shirt. Life was great until the Germans sent a letter for my mom to go to one of the concentration camps. I was so scared and I had no idea what we were going to do. Now we have to pack our bags and go somewhere to hide. I have no idea what my life is going to look like in a couple of days from now or even a year.

It is the next day and the Germans caught us when we were going to our hiding place. We are now at the camp and I am cold and hungry. The only food they have given us is food that has mold on it and very little water. They striped all of our jackets off so now we just have pants and a shirt on. They split all of my family up. The boys on one side and the girls on the other. As long as I have my mom I am fine. If we get split apart I would fight for my life to try to get to her.
They have given us very little food and water. My mom and I are like a pencil. We are very weak and sick. We can barely walk because they have barely given us food and they have beaten us up so much that we can't walk as fast as they want us to. I am not sure if my dad and my brothers are alive.

It is November 25 and it has been another month. I cry myself to sleep every night and I get barely any sleep. The camp is very dirty with blood and people all over the place. It is winter now so everyone is getting very sick and most everyone has frostbite.

My mom said to me “If you can stay strong a little bit longer then I can just feel we will be reunited with your brothers and your dad soon enough”. That is what keeps me going everyday. She knows exactly what to say and it makes me so happy! I use to fight with my brothers everyday and now I wish I spent more time with them rather than fighting with them because now I am very lonely and all I want to do is