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Nooses: A Short Story

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“Please, I can’t leave my family!”

“Move before I slap you. I’ll make sure there is a public representation for your kids tomorrow.”

I watched in horror as the woman was eroded away as my own cousin tied a noose for the woman’s child. They were only kids, but they had told us that it was for our family back home. I was starting to have doubts…

I still remember the screams of the children and the noose tightened and dug into their skin until a river of crimson blood ran from their neck.

“Sir we are we going?” a child questioned “Will my mother be there?”

“No.” I respond with no emotion

It feels as if though she knows when she gives a cold stare that pierces my soul. As we get nearer to the gallow I see the noose is already prepared. …show more content…

The faint memory of the german officer telling me it is for our homeland, the jews are the enemy coming is the only thing that enables me to witness and carry on and play a role in these killings. Hours go by as one by one children are murdered. Each one given a dose of morphine to help. Sometimes the officer tying the nooses has to tighten it with all his might as the children are so thin from being starved and deprived. The officer,Zelig has a grin on his face every time he executes the children with his own hands. It is truly an act only able to be done by someone deprived of emotion and blinded by …show more content…

As the door is opened an aura of death and fecal matter envelops the area. They forcefully take the ones alive out of the freight car and leave the dead. They all are examined to check for their current health status. The healthy are sent to the right to work in labor camps. The disabled or old are sent to the left were they are told they will be taking a shower to calm them down. Then they would make them take off all of their clothes and belongings. It was only after this that they would be herded and closed off in the room. Then they would throw zyklon b pellets down into the room from an opening on the sides. This time a deep pain penetrates my heart. Its a few seconds before i realise i'm on the ground crying my eyes out. My mind is perfectly stable but I am no longer in control of my body. “Sir,” a soldier asked “Are you ok?” “Sir!”

The voice was faint and barely legible. The soldier had blonde hair and azure blue eyes. His face soothed my raging emotions and led to me calming down. I was being taken to the doctor's office when I was able to react once more. “You can put me down now.” I

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