When everyone is numbered, lined up, and put on the list, these Jews will forever bear an indelible mark on their backs in the era of the massacre...
She frantically asked why we should bring this bad Yellow stars? Jews are a religion, but they are called a different source from others. This is not the appearance but the essence. I really don’t know if I should be proud or shameful?
He said calmly, not feeling anything. Not for you to decide.
But she couldn't stop her tears, it was meaningless!
My father was taken to the work camp, and my tears began to wet before I left. I don't know if it was because of the stepmother's words that prepared me, or the father's parting made me sad. In short, I gave my father a good memory and left.
On the way to visit my father, the bus was stopped by a slip, and I started my nightmare destiny.
The messy and greedy inspection deprived him of all valuable things on his body, even the pencil sharpening knife did not accept mercy. These greedy guys are not afraid to be killed by grease!
They looted us fiercely, and they caught us on the dark train, saying that they would take us to a place where valuable things were not needed.
As the train rumbles, our destiny begins to swing into the abyss as it moves. The endless torture.
In the crime camp, you can’t get enough to eat. Every day there is dreadful water, coffee, radish soup, and bread. But even these are our luxury goods. Except for the punctuality, we are terribly hungry every day. But no one dared to say, nor dare to ask for more.
If you don't eat enough, people will start to lose energy, and they will be Russian as a whole. However, we still have to do most of the physical work, carrying bags, shoveling rocks, and in short, we have to do all kinds of hard work. If there is a slight error, it will be beaten.
Even if we eat and cook, what's more terrible is that we don't even have a guarantee for sleep. Get people up early. There is no quilt in the winter for people to cover. All day passed in the cold. Only a torn blanket was covered at night. It's too cold in winter, so I don't want to take a bath. The louse grows all over. Scolded by fellow villagers. But I'm cold! It's not that I don't want to go home, but I'm afraid I won't make it to that time!
I didn't take a shower for many days, and then I didn't know what was wrong, and a hole grew in my leg. I can clearly see the worms wriggling inside, eating my flesh and drinking my blood. But I just put the blanket on it.
Later, he was pulled into the pile of corpses. Because I can't work, I can't stand normally. They wiped out my clothes. I was put in the middle of a pile of nudes. Some people protest, some cry. I didn't look at them, just stared straight at the sky, I was thinking, is this my destiny?
I thought I would be pulled out like this to be buried or burned. The land outside the concentration camp was covered with a layer of snow, it melted and it was cold, but we lay on the car without wearing any clothes.
We were washed later and went to the hospital. I saw an old man who was also from Budapest and came in November. When I asked him a question, there were tears in his eyes.
I heard the whistle of extinguishing the fire of the corpse burning furnace at night, and I had no imagination at that time. I just feel like I'm still alive.
After Germany was defeated, he was finally rescued. When I returned to Budapest, I felt very calm. Although it used to be prosperous and peaceful, it is now in depression. The house should be blown up, it should be rotten. My heart doesn't feel sad at all.
I want to find that fellow. But her family said he has not returned.
I slowly left and returned home, knocking on the door but it was not my family who answered the door. Later, I learned from the neighbors that the father had not returned and the stepmother had married. And my mother came to me. She said she would train me to become an architect or a doctor, so let's do it!
Still at the entrance of the corridor, I met her.
I said, do you know what the Jews mean?
She said it’s all over. It’s not important anymore.
I said I still remember how badly you cried.
She asked
me if I said I wanted to comfort you, but I was also a Jew.
She asked you now. What is it?
I said I don’t know, maybe it didn’t exist at all.
She said you’re so weird.
I stopped for a while and said that I had been to Guimenguan and I couldn't get angry anymore! ...
"I stopped to develop my physical strength. It is that time now. Everything about the Buddha is vividly remembered. It is my favorite time in the camp. I feel helpless and helpless. Missing is a lot simpler in the camp. I think of those who saved me. A faint melancholy suddenly rushes to my heart. An excitement makes me aggrieved. But as long as I can live, I’m willing to accept me. The broken but hopeful streets here are gradually feeling ready to go. I will continue this life! I know that there is nothing I can’t bear. I know that the one who greets me will be happiness. The chimney rises. The gaps where the billows of smoke are coming out are all signs that good things are approaching."
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