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night when world broke down

By BlackRose @--%--- All Rights Reserved ©

Horror

never again

“I do not feel good talking about this ” said old and fragile man to me when i told about the idea i had for new article on the historical magazine i worked for . Magazine needed article that would be unique and far better than any article that anyone has done. I felt this pain that man had in his eyes but the article had to be made.

” I understand it is something that is hard to talk about but if you tell me in general fashion what happened and please feel free to stop me at any point you start to feel too uneasy. man fell back in his chair and sighed , after some time of being quiet he looked at me and said ” ask your questions , i will answer those for once and only once”

I started looking at my papers where i had all kinds of questions i had made earlier about subject . Some very disturbing ones but would make good story, but i had to keep in mind my promise to this old man. I took one paper and placed in top of others . After reading short file i put my papers to side table old man had next to my chair and looked at man.

“Please you can start anytime you want and tell me anything you want, but if you start feeling bad we are going to end this ” i said to old man and i could see something like little smile in his eyes.

He sighed again and started speaking ” It was 9th of November 1938 after normal day in life of 9 year old boy as i was then who lived care free life unknowing the horror that would start later on that same day. I came home after school like always , did my homework, had dinner and helped my mother with dishes. then suddenly all hell broke loose ”

At this point old man started coughing and i feared that this all was too much for him and he was having some kind of stroke but then i saw him putting his hand to his eye and wiping tears away. He continued his story ” we where listening our father reading Torah when sound of breaking class and people shouting started outside our building . I ran to the window and could see sea of grey outfitted soldiers filling the street and throwing rocks at the windows of the shops straight from our building. I could see how those “grey’s ” ( writers note : old man felt more easy to call ss men Grey’s than soldiers) took people out from their shops and made them form a line and started beating and hurting them. After long time of cruel beating they took some to the lorry’s that where waiting there and some…”

At this point old man’s voice broke down and he had to pause his story for minute before he was well enough to continue . ” where was i….” I looked at the man and told he was telling me about the others that was not taken to be removed from the area ” yes ” he sighed . ” For second i thought they would let those people go but then i saw one of the Grey’s coming straight at them and he took his gun out. Without even blinking he placed the gun , one by one on each others forehead and shot them ”

Old man’s eyes were filled with tears at this point and i offered him tissue and asked was he alright to continue . He nodded and started with the story again ” Even it was late at that point it was not dark. All around the city you could see those shining lights that came when all of those beautiful books that my mother used to read was been burned . With those shining lights continued the sound of glass braking and people screaming in fear and in pain, All this madness continued to next day.My father wanted to visit his parents that lived near by, my mother was scared and told him it was not safe to go out. He told that he had only fear for god and he would not do anything to make Gray’s angry so he would be perfectly fine and woyuld be back soon”

He wiped his eyes with tissue and looked out from his window like searching something that was long gone . ” we waited hour went by . Then three , but there was no sign of my father. I remember my mom cooking and secretly crying . I pressed my nose to window as if it would have helped me seeing if my dad was coming- He never did come back-

Old man paused and requested to have some water. As i offered the water to him i asked “Did you ever learn what happened to your father?” He nodded and looked at me ” yes i did but it was little while after war when i was released from Auschwitz . I was told he was arrested ,, beaten up and taken to Dachau. He died there short after arriving there.”

He looked down and went silent for sometime and then spoke again ” My mother fell ill sometime after my father disappeared . When they started gathering all Jewish people in our town to be taken to camps my mother was so sick she could not talk and nearly was not walking anymore at that point when Gray’s arrived to take us” He looked at me like asking had i anything to ask but i told him to continue the story if he felt like it . ” we were taken to these old military cars and traveled almost 3 hours . It was horrible the car was filled so tightly people were like sardines there. Finally the car reached it’s destination . With the sound of dogs barking we were asked harshly to step out . Then we were told to form 2 lines and when told we would go to our lines without making any sound . I was ordered to right and my mom was ordered to the left line.”

Man changed his position on his chair before continuing his story. ” when it was done we were taken to clothing area and were given these outfits that were like pyjama and had stripes. Other line was marched to the end of the camp area and was forced down the steps to underground area. I still tought like child thinks that it would be alright that my mother was taken to hospital cause there was other sick people too. I only realized sometime after when i cried after her and this old woman told be to be quiet because the sound of crying would alarm the quards when i was more calm she sat by me and pointed her finger towards the pipe that was not so far away from the building we were in.

” can you see the smoke boy?” she asked and being shy i was i only nodded. ” i’m really sorry i have to tell you that your mother is joining others in heaven and she is going to heaven with the smoke you see. After that life was all about cruel and hard work . eating when something was given and drinking water straight from the ground . I remained there until the end of the war. Then after liberation i realized how lonely i really was knowing by then i had lost both of my parents”

I looked at the man who’s face had turned into pale white and i suggested that i would make some coffee to us . He said it would be nice and he would maybe fell asleep but asked that if it happens i would wake him up when the coffee is ready. I smiled and walked to kitchen. When i arrived back he was still resting and i touched gently in his shoulder and told him that the coffee was ready. when i touched his shoulder his head nodded to other side and i realized the man had died while i was making coffee for him.

I called ambulance. Now being here and him being gone i had nothing else to write until i figured that i should make this story. I put all i had together and added some feelings that were in the air while i was speaking with him.

i was glad i had written the best article of the month…


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