Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Nazi Play :: essays research papers

Brandon-Hi, my brother Frank and I are about to tell you, about the walk home from school that ended our lives.Chris- Fivel and I were upset with for each one other the day of October 15, 1939. We pouted at each other the whole way to school. We usually got along. But that day we werent. The school day was fine until the princeable interrupted our secern and turned on the radio. It was one of Hitlers ridiculous speeches. We didnt really know what Hitler was up to this time.Brandon- So we ignored it. Little did we know it was about the invasion of our town to rung up all the jews. That morning was the last we saw of our parents. They had their own steel mill, and that was the first target for the NAZIs. Besides this we attended Tillberg private school and grew up in Fankvurg Germany. We where pretty wealthy.Chris- Fivel quite babaling on lets get to the story. We started home from school that evening.We saw big green motortrucks next to the steel-mill so we stopped walking. We tho ught it was the supply truck until we saw soldiers with guns in hand. We took a look around and then Fivel through me into the woods. I remember him saying Oh god its the NAZIs.Brandon- We saw genocide right in the first place our eyes. Houses were burnt down and people were killed. IT was terrible. We couldnt go any where or if the NAZIs saw us we would be killed. We slept in the ditch culvert in the woods.We woke up to see corpse piled up. The town was destroyed. The Nazis where still there.Chris- The only thing we ate was dry leaves, grass, and bark. We knew we couldnt live for much longer. Fivel lost all feelings in his legs.Brandon- With feelings in my legs gone I couldnt do much. Then reality hit. We saw the SS coming up the street with search dogs. They must have been fifty feet away when they saw us. We knew we were dead. Chris- The dog bit Fivel erstwhile and I got beat by the soldier. He cussed at us many times. We where drug to a lieutenant. And we where in pure shock. My nose was crushed and shed blood non stop. Fivels leg was torn apart like he was a dogs chew toy.Brandon- The lieutenant looked at us lying there and one word came from his spill the beans Trash.

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