I know it is an unusual way to start off a letter, but I am afraid this will be my last chance of saying goodbye. I am not sure if you will ever get this letter, but I pray to god that you will, and that you survived this death roll. Your father and I are being held in the German camp Auschwitz, tonight will be our last night here in this "prison". Son, I want you to know how much your father and I love you, and no matter what happened, our love is something that will never change. I also want you to know, your father and I are not holding anything against you. In a desperate time like this, you had to do what you needed to do in order to survive. We understand, we also hope after this nightmare is over, you will still continue our heritage and that someday when you have you own children, you will teach them what we have taught you. Until then, you father and I will be able to rest in peace.
             Dear son, tomorrow will be our last sunrise. The Nazis arranged a "bath" for our group, and we all know what that is going to lead to. I am so scared son; I have never been so scared all my life. Your father and I once tried to escape, but we were caught. Your father was beaten, he lost 4 teeth, he broke his ribs and one of his fingers was broken. I was forced to watch, after what seemed like an eternity of beating, they left him there, drowning in his own blood. Nazis threatened worse punishments if we were to escape again. When the Nazis left, I held his head and cried, wondering what have we done wrong to deserve this. The next day, the SS forced him back to labour. Without any food or water, we are nothing but skin and bones. More and more people are infected with diseases and more are sent to the 'showers' and the crematorium. Nazis made us dig out giant holes on the ground, after thousands of bodies and bones where dumped there like throwing out the trash, we were ordered to cover it w
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