If I Die Before I Wake - Diary
6:00 a.m. - Where am I? I think I remember a terrible accident and a hospital room, and yet here I am, in the middle of a ghetto or something, and everyone is dressed funny. They all have yellow star armbands on, too. They're Jews!!! They all look like they came out of a movie or something. What am I doing here???? When I see myself in a shop window, I look just like them. I'm wearing a long, cloth coat, a felt hat, and I have on an armband, too. It's me, I recognize myself, but my hair is different, and I'm wearing weird clothes. What's going on, I don't understand.8:00 a.m. - I've wandered around the streets here for hours. I'm not sure where I belong, and I'm confused and alone. Then, I see other children who look like me, and somehow, I feel comforted. I discover I know where I'm going, and this door on the left suddenly feels like home. I run up the stairs and instantly feel warm and safe. This is my home, and it's a home in Poland. I'm a Polish Jewish girl during World War II. I don't know how that can be, but it's where I am right now, and I can feel it in every part of me.
- Piled into the boxcars like animals, we have no room to sit, we can only stand. At last, a train pulls into the station, but there must be a mistake. The Nazis took our suitcases and piled them near the railroad tracks. Mama looks more tired than I have ever seen her. I'm tired and hungry, I've had nothing to eat since this morning. I don't trust him, and neither does my mother, but we have to do what he says. One old woman slumps against the wall of the car, she looks like she is fast asleep. I turn to Mama and she holds me for a moment. A boy spits on me - a boy I knew from school. People are split from family members, children are crying and women are screaming. We pack small suitcases, and I am suddenly very afraid I will never see this place again. She looks like she will fall down if she does not sit down soon. I have a feeling it will get worse.
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