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The Holocaust
Sitting here, I watch the guard patrol the fence like a wolf waiting to pounce on its
prey. The stench of burning flesh is in the air. I cant see anything past the barb wire in
the distance. I can only see soldiers in the main yard of the compound. To the right of
me, I spot a group of people who are lined up to go into a building covered with
camouflage. The soldiers are yelling shnel, shnel as they herd the people into the
building like a group of cattle. In the back of this building I see a cloud of smoke rising
into the dark sky. Some people say that once the soldiers take you there, you never come
back. They say the smoke you see is not really smoke, it is the souls of the people that
have disappeared in there.

There are many people here that I have never seen before. They all look so
different. Some still have meat on their bones, some look like a rack of bones. These
soldiers do not feed us often. Only on certain days do they let us out of the permanent
shelter that we are in. I feel like I have no energy, and I have not eaten in days. I wonder
if I will I ever live through this.

This is what Jewish people and Gypsies had to go through in World War 2. They
were persecuted by Hitlers army of Nazis. These people did not harm anyone, but Hitler
felt they threatened the new Germany he was building. Hitler blamed them for the
economic hardship they were going through. Just because they were Jewish, they were
sought out and put into concentration camps. These people were brought to these camps
to be eliminated. If you did not meet the criteria for the New Germany, then you would
be eliminated.
How can someone just forget about what happened back then? To me, that is not
easy to forget about. I think you must study past atrocities to understand our own times.
The world let it happen once, and that is enough. We should learn from our mistakes and
apply that to the future. If we focus on what is going on now, and not learning what went
on in the
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