Short Story: Taken Away

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We were in Auschwitz continuing our terrible lives in 1944 when most in my barrack had been rescued from allies. A bomb had dropped near us when we were rushed and brought out of our “home” for a second time. But this time was for the good and not bad. We would be taken away to freedom and being able to restart and have a live to gain. “Hurry, hurry, hurry,” said our saviors, “we must go before they get us.” Thinking to myself, “Where are we going? What will we do when we get there?” But most importantly, “Will we be safe?” It started off by getting into a cattle car...again. But we would leave in a different direction, nothing around was the same as before. Had it gone somewhere else? Destroyed? We would get off in a town in the middle
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