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Boy In The Striped Pyjamas

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Post by Gabriel Johnson Thu Jun 02, 2011 7:09 pm

Rick giggled, running down the bustling streets of Berlin with his brother and hist friend. It was getting dawn, most people turning in early seeing that they were at war. Rick got home, waved to Alex and then he and his brother entered their home, going through their usual routines of Homework, eat, bathe, bed. It was a normal day, but Rick didn't mind, his days always seemed fun with many things to do and many adventures to embark on. Rick was a rather adventurous child, maybe that was why he was creeping out of his room to listen to the conversation his father and the fuer Hitler were having.
Rick's father was atop notch military commander.
"Sir? What does that mean?"
"Means Im up grading you and moving you to Auschwitz."
Rick frowned, peeking at them. "Out- with?" The small boy muttered, not understanding. You see, Ricks father was sure to keep him sheltered, keeping the horrors of the war away form him. The boy had no clue of the holocaust,no one let him know.
All Rick knew was the MOVING THEM away was not a fun idea, he didn't want to leave his school and his friends and his happy life here for somewhere the fuer was sending his father...
The boy crept to his brother's room, finding Chris awake and listening in, the same look on his face.
They didn't want to go.
But of Course, Chris KNEW about the war and where they were going and what happened there.
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Post by Misery Braxton Thu Jun 02, 2011 9:06 pm

Misery sighed, looking up at the leaky ceiling of the barracks they were forced to live in, all crunched together and cramped. Misery was only a nine year old child, he had been shipped off to a concentration camp to work as long as he was worth any thing. He worked all day and at night he laid ON TOP of strangers. Misery hated it, he missed being free at his home in Poland. He hadn't done anything wrong., he didn't know why he was being treated like this. He had always been a good boy and done what his parents told him too. He never argued....
Oh well, apparently no matter what, ALL Jews were evil.
It wasn't fair, but then again, life never was.
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