Life in the camp is epitomised by one big question mark. Uncertainty is the order of the day. I don’t know how long I’ve been here or why I’m here. I’m lost in desolation and blended into the sea of blue and white. Papa tells me everything will be fine one day but he has lost the spark in his eyes and is now filled with despair. Today we continue to work on building huts, I can make an escape and meet up with Bruno like I usually did. A soldier gives me a wheelbarrow and I barely manage to hold it upright. I run towards the pile of rubble that hides me from the soldiers, the place where I meet Bruno. But before I could escape a blonde soldier yells at me. “Hey you! Come here. Faster you rat!” My heart pumps loudly, ringing in my ears. I run towards the soldier and he raised his hand, I immediately cower and waited for him to deliver the fatal blow. Instead he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the entrance gates. “We need someone with tiny fingers, you’ll be going somewhere where you are not allowed to talk. Is that clear?” The soldier ordered, I didn’t want to think what they wanted with my small bony hands. …show more content…
“You have clean all this, don’t you dare break any.” I start cleaning the already sparkling glasses with a clean cloth. I notice that on the table had delicious looking pastries and buns on silver platters. My stomach growls painfully it had been weeks since I last ate properly, it seems as if the food was placed there as if to tease me. I hear playful footsteps thumping from above and see Bruno
“Nazis!” Yossi said, as he was being tackled by a Nazi soldier. The Nazi soldier tackles Yossi and put a hand over his mouth. He was jumped by the soldier and was stolen of his money, clothes, and dignity. Yossi shed a tear as the soldier puts Yossi’s hand behind his back. Nothing but fear went through his mind, thinking about his life, and everything he has ever accomplished
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
That afternoon, my mother and I were tending to the rice field along with other women and children from our village. The sun was beaming so brightly that it permeated through the interstices of my straw hat. “Kim Phuc, don’t stay out in the sun for too long,” my mother yelled from across the field, “your skin will get too dark and aged!” I wondered why she cared so much about my tan when the greater concern, clearly, was the war in our homeland. Although, her remark forced me to revise how poorly I was dressed for the weather. After examining my grey, cotton shorts and flowered tank top, I decided to go back to our hut and find a change of clothes. “Mom, I’m going back to the hut,” I yelled, “but I’ll be back!” Then I hurried out of the rice
Today is the day before we go over the top. I’m dreading it, dying or
“Stop!” the German soldier called. The young boy stood stunned in his tracks. He couldn't breathe, couldn't see clearly, couldn't move for fear of being shot. The German too, was young and confused.
“ I repeat, anyone living within 100 miles of Mt. Everest, please evacuate. This is not a joke, evacuate right now,” the news anchor cautioned.
A city was fast asleep as the night shrouded it. The only ones awake were those who belong to the night. A young man ran down the sidewalk, panting heavily.
His job, an important German commander in charge of Auschwitz Camp, forced the family to pack up and move to Auschwitz. “ ‘Well, sometimes when someone is very important,’ continued Mother, ‘the man who employs him asks him to go somewhere else because there’s a very special job that needs doing there’ ” (4, Print). Bruno had no choice but to leave the home he loved and move to Auschwitz. “ ‘You wouldn’t want Father to go to his new job on his own and be lonely there, would you?’ ” (5, Print).
We don’t really have much of a plan set out yet. It’s been 5 weeks. We just want to escape from this torture.
The glimmering rays of the sun rising started to reveal a silver snake. The last formidable natural obstacle holding the allied forces from progressing to the eastern shore of the Rhine River. It was 09:20 the morning of 24 March 1945, the allies held dominate control of all the lands west of the Rhine. It was time to start, the end of the war; it was time to take the Rhine. 16,870 Paratroopers soaring through the light blue morning sky, looking out the fuselage doors with anticipation. As they neared the Rhine they could smell and see a smoldering haze hovering over the eastern shore from the preparatory attacks the night before. General Churchill watched from atop a hill near the village of Xanten, Germany as the Allies threw a hail marry
Food has been a great part of how he has grown up. He was always interested in how food was prepared. He wanted to learn, even if his mother didn’t want him to be there. “I would enter the kitchen quietly and stand behind her, my chin lodging upon the point of the hip. Peering through...
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
I decided to tell or not to tell when i knew my friend had been cutting himself. I had decided not to tell anyone. I knew he wasn't suicidal, he had just been going through a lot of bad things at home and at school. I knew it was his way of going through the hard time. I didn't tell because i knew it wouldn't stop him, he’s doesn't even want to kill himself. I don't know why he did it.
It was a dark, cold, cloudy day. The clouds covered the sky like a big black sheet, nothing to be seen except darkness that seemed to go on forever. This was the third day in a row that there had been complete darkness, there was no getting rid of it. This was because of ‘the meteorite.’
Seeing the look of disappointment on Isabella’s face, I begin to feel for the first time a need for serious mealtime reform to take place in our house. When I read Mr. Berry's essay titled, "The Pleasures of Eating", specifically when he describes, "Our kitchens and other eating places more and more resemble filling stations"(232), an eerie sensation comes over me - I can't believe how w...