I Am Now Free

When the sirens went off I got butterflies in  my stomach because I just knew that it was time for me to get out of this place. All I seen was american planes flying over us shooting and killing every German soldier they seen. We heard shooting going on from left to right, so I just stayed back and waited for it to be over. Once it all stopped, an american soldier grabbed all of us and took us to a truck full of food. I over heard them saying that they never seen such a thing like this. I seen people still passing away because they couldn't eat still. The american were just shocked because they didn't know anything about what was going on here. They let us all free, and while I was seeing all of these people with their families, I was looking for mine. After a long search, I finally seen my mom and my brother. I cried out loud saying thank you god. Once we found each other, we moved to America and lived happy together.

Signs Of Freedom

I was still upset with god but deep down in side I still believe in him, I just was speaking of anger at the time. I would still talk to him and pray for my family, and I would mainly talk to him about setting all of us Jews free. I was getting good feelings about getting set free. I was just hoping that once we get set free, that I would see my mom and my little brother. I would just pray and pray to god that he would let me see my mom and brother again. I would talk to my dads spirit asking him if he can be with me, all he would tell me is that I will be fine, and that I will survive the holocaust. I believed him because I stayed alive through all of this. I just prayed over and over asking if I can get out of this situation soon. the sirens went off and I just thought to myself that this could be it.

Why Did This Happen

God why would you allow my father to die, what did he do to you, what did I do to deserve this pain, why did you take him away from me, and not only that why did you take my whole family away from me. I am already going through so much, i am in the holocaust, i am getting beat up, i am a slave, I been separated from my mom and little brother and now you take my dad away from me like that. why did you take him away then get him killed. if you are holy then why didn't you stop that bullet from going to his head, why did you even allow the Holocaust to even happen. It just sucks that you would let this happen to innocent people.

God Help Me

In the camp me and my dad just been separated from each other. I don't know what i am going to do, I lost my mom and little brother, and now I lose my dad. I am in a painful situation to the point when I want to go crazy, I cry and cry over and over but I cant show it to the guards. I have faith in you god that you will watch over my family. I pray and pray over and over. that is all I think about when I am working. I just want to know something god, Why would you allow something like this to happen and you know that I cant handle such pain like this. I lost my whole family and now I am left with just myself and now I am losing track on my work. I'm starting to get beat up by the German guards again and now I am working more duties. I just now hope that I can survive the holocaust, but I do pray that my family does survive and that I can see them all again one day.

Hard Work

While I was working I still couldn't believe that all of this was happening. I felt like all if this was just a bad dream, but it wasn't. I was seeing things that I don't ever want to see again, I smelt things I don't want to smell again, and I felt things that i don't want to feel again. I been beat down just for being slow, I seen my dad get punched for doing the wrong thing. but although we still did our best to do our work that we been told, and to stay alive. me and my dad were two of the best workers there, we did everything the Germans told us, and we did it good ever since we been hit by the soldiers. so ever since then we just been yelled at but never hit. The soldiers are mean, cruel people. But all that matters to me is that me and my dad are together and sill alive. The only people that i really miss and care about is my mom and my little brother. I pray to god that they are alive and okay, and that they will be able to survive where ever they are right now.

The Life Of Being A Slave

As me and my father stayed together we did our best to stay strong for my mother and my little brother. the only thing that was hurting us was seeing innocent people dying and getting beat up. It was a everyday thing that neither me or my father can get used to. but as the hours went by, the guards checked our teeth for any gold crowns. I didn't have any but my dad seemed to have two of them. They pulled them out as if they were digging for treasure. His mouth was pouring blood once they took the crowns out. I was mad because they didn't even give my dad anything to stop the bleeding in his mouth. But once his mouth got a little better be had orders to work in the crematory where we cremate dead and living bodies. We couldn't deny the fact that we have to work in their so we just did it, because if we don't listen to the person who gives us orders, then you will go to the chamber or get shot in the back of the head.  So once we stepped foot in the crematory I started to cry because I seen little kids and babies stacked up onto each other with bullet holes in there head or if they been used as target shots.

About Me

My name is Joseph Moses Lang and i am 13 years old and i love to read and play with my little brother. I have only 1 brother and his name is Abraham Alon Lang. My fathers name is Ariel Avi Lang. My mothers name is Adina Bayla Lang.