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In the dark of the night is when I heard it, the noise that ruined my life. A banging at the door, but sounded more like metal to wood. The noise woke me up and my youngest sibling. She looked at me with her curiosity-filled doe eyes,
“Back to sleep liebling.”
  I said, I got up and went to my door to hear my father’s heavy footsteps. He was also awake, answering the door. Our walls are not that thin, for we lived in a smaller apartment, I heard him open the door, and then a yelling in German. We lived in Hungary, so German was widely understood, but I was the only one in our family who did understand. I rushed out to my father’s side to see two Nazi soldiers. My father had never been a fearing man, but he looked as white as a sheet. They yelled again, and I almost wished I didn’t understand.
“Alle jüdischen Schweine aus, um den LKW.”
All Jewish pigs out to the truck. I felt like crying, this certainly wasn’t happening, I’d lied to myself for a year now, that we wouldn’t get taken away. We were safe in Hungary right? I lied to myself so I could lie to my siblings who always heard that they were going to be shot, or had their friends suddenly disappear. But it was happening now, we were the family who was being removed from our home.
    I shook my father and told him what was happening, a man who did not speak German, but a man smart enough to know what was happening.
“Father, father! Please, we must wake everyone else and leave!”
  He slowly nodded and went to my mother. When I went back to my room and opened the door, my brother and sister cried out. They were huddled in the corner, their faces shiny with tears. They probably thought I was a Nazi who had come to kill them. I rushed to them and gave them both a big hug.
“We must grab-”
  Just then my mother and father appeared at the door with a bag for each one of us. They knew what was coming, they were prepared.
“M-mommy?”
  My sister was still crying along with my brother, but my parents looked angry, ready to fight. My mother opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the German army at our doorstep.
“Alle Juden aus jetzt!”
  My mother spoke softly in a voice that could soothe Hitler himself.
“Children, we are going on a little trip with these soldiers, you must take nothing of importance, we will be back soon, now please, hurry and take your bags, and remember I love you so much.”
  I was the oldest, so I knew I must keep composure for my younger siblings. So I stood up, and took my bag from my father’s arms, and my brother and sister soon followed. I marched out the door with a hard look on my face, I would do my job to protect my family. We walked out in a line, when I looked up and down the street, other families were being hauled away, some with brute force, some willingly like my family. We were all loaded onto a truck packed in like meat into a sausage casing, with our luggage bags on our laps. On top of my luggage bag was my sister, she was ten years old at the time, too young for the destruction of this world, even worse, she was the size of a pre-schooler. We all waited silently in the truck, some mumbles here and there. There was a gunshot not too far from where we were, and my sister clung onto me for dear life. The gunshot seemed like a switch to make a bunch of people start crying and praying. Had they known what was coming like my parents, or did they lie to themselves like I did. Either way, we were soon driven off our street, then our city.
    It was about an hour before the truck stopped, my sister had fallen asleep on me. I could crane my neck and see out of a crack that we were at at a train crossing road. Except, the train was stopped, and there was an open cattle car. The door at the end of the truck opened with a big bang of hitting the ground. Standing there was a handful of Nazi soldiers.
“Sie alle werden an den Zug übertragen , jetzt gehen!”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, I was assuming that none of them spoke German. I hesitantly spoke up.
“They said we all need to go onto the train!”
  It was somewhat surprising that people listened to me, no one acknowledged me, but they all started getting off and onto the train. My mother and brother looked scared and tired, my father was wide awake, and I had to carry both my luggage, my sister’s and my sister. The train said Mauthausen-Gusen camp, that was in Austria, I knew that much, but it made me wonder as I got on, how long would we be riding for? I struggled to carry all that I was, but I managed to complete the task. The train was still crowded, but I did not feel like sausage filling. When everyone was on board, the shut the door and put metal bars over it. Then within 15 minutes, the train was moving to the Mauthausen-Gusen camp.

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In the dark of the night is when I heard it, the noise that ruined my life. A banging at the door, but sounded more like metal to wood. The noise woke me up and my youngest sibling. She looked at me with her curiosity-filled doe eyes,
“Back to sleep liebling.”
  I said, I got up and went to my door to hear my father’s heavy footsteps. He was also awake, answering the door. Our walls are not that thin, for we lived in a smaller apartment, I heard him open the door, and then a yelling in German. We lived in Hungary, so German was widely understood, but I was the only one in our family who did understand. I rushed out to my father’s side to see two Nazi soldiers. My father had never been a fearing man, but he looked as white as a sheet. They yelled again, and I almost wished I didn’t understand.
“Alle jüdischen Schweine aus, um den LKW.”
All Jewish pigs out to the truck. I felt like crying, this certainly wasn’t happening, I’d lied to myself for a year now, that we wouldn’t get taken away. We were safe in Hungary right? I lied to myself so I could lie to my siblings who always heard that they were going to be shot, or had their friends suddenly disappear. But it was happening now, we were the family who was being removed from our home.
    I shook my father and told him what was happening, a man who did not speak German, but a man smart enough to know what was happening.
“Father, father! Please, we must wake everyone else and leave!”
  He slowly nodded and went to my mother. When I went back to my room and opened the door, my brother and sister cried out. They were huddled in the corner, their faces shiny with tears. They probably thought I was a Nazi who had come to kill them. I rushed to them and gave them both a big hug.
“We must grab-”
  Just then my mother and father appeared at the door with a bag for each one of us. They knew what was coming, they were prepared.
“M-mommy?”
  My sister was still crying along with my brother, but my parents looked angry, ready to fight. My mother opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the German army at our doorstep.
“Alle Juden aus jetzt!”
  My mother spoke softly in a voice that could soothe Hitler himself.
“Children, we are going on a little trip with these soldiers, you must take nothing of importance, we will be back soon, now please, hurry and take your bags, and remember I love you so much.”
  I was the oldest, so I knew I must keep composure for my younger siblings. So I stood up, and took my bag from my father’s arms, and my brother and sister soon followed. I marched out the door with a hard look on my face, I would do my job to protect my family. We walked out in a line, when I looked up and down the street, other families were being hauled away, some with brute force, some willingly like my family. We were all loaded onto a truck packed in like meat into a sausage casing, with our luggage bags on our laps. On top of my luggage bag was my sister, she was ten years old at the time, too young for the destruction of this world, even worse, she was the size of a pre-schooler. We all waited silently in the truck, some mumbles here and there. There was a gunshot not too far from where we were, and my sister clung onto me for dear life. The gunshot seemed like a switch to make a bunch of people start crying and praying. Had they known what was coming like my parents, or did they lie to themselves like I did. Either way, we were soon driven off our street, then our city.
    It was about an hour before the truck stopped, my sister had fallen asleep on me. I could crane my neck and see out of a crack that we were at at a train crossing road. Except, the train was stopped, and there was an open cattle car. The door at the end of the truck opened with a big bang of hitting the ground. Standing there was a handful of Nazi soldiers.
“Sie alle werden an den Zug übertragen , jetzt gehen!”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, I was assuming that none of them spoke German. I hesitantly spoke up.
“They said we all need to go onto the train!”
  It was somewhat surprising that people listened to me, no one acknowledged me, but they all started getting off and onto the train. My mother and brother looked scared and tired, my father was wide awake, and I had to carry both my luggage, my sister’s and my sister. The train said Mauthausen-Gusen camp, that was in Austria, I knew that much, but it made me wonder as I got on, how long would we be riding for? I struggled to carry all that I was, but I managed to complete the task. The train was still crowded, but I did not feel like sausage filling. When everyone was on board, the shut the door and put metal bars over it. Then within 15 minutes, the train was moving to the Mauthausen-Gusen camp.