Dear diary,
This is my story about the concentration camp "Auschwitz."
On the 26th of March 1941 the Germans took us to Auschwitz "ghetto".
On the first two days they starved us and didn't give us food or water.
Then, they gave us little amount of food and a little bit of water.
This is a terrible place, the Nazis took my brother to unknown place and they killed my grandmother.
They say we are not allowed to bring any pets so we left our cat "Muki" outside the ghetto
We don’t know what they will do to us and we are really afraid.
We hope that the war will end soon because we can't live in this situation.

Until next time, good by my loved diary! Michael

My dear diary – 19/4/43
The sun shone and I saw the Nazis walking in the Ghetto on Main Street.
My friends said: "That’s the day! We will fight the Nazis and we will free the Warsaw Ghetto!" they said and they didn't know what they said…
We took our guns and our hand bombs, and we started to run on the Ghetto's Main Street.
Then we suddenly saw many Nazis and we started to shoot.
We killed them all, but they killed a lot of my friends.
My friend and I saw other Nazis, and I dropped my bomb.
I killed them all but my friend was killed.
After this the Nazis caught me but I ran from the Ghetto…
That was a bad day but I wasn't in the Ghetto anymore.

By Or.
My diary
Friday, 13 May 1942, early in the morning.
Yesterday the Nazis took us from our house.
We are 13 people in one room: me, my two brothers and my best friend. I don't know who the other 9 people are. The night was terrible!                                                                                               I still don't understand where we can get food or water.
The Nazis took my parents and I didn't see them all the night. I don't know where they are.The last thing that they said me was:" It is will be better there, we love you!"
I met here someone new. He is 15 years old, but he told me scary stories about what happened outside. In my home I didn’t get out; my parents didn’t let me.
The Nazis tell us that at 2 o’clock we need to go to clean the ghetto; and then they kicked my best friend. Then I understood that my parents were wrong, it is better home.
Friday, 14 May 1942, in the afternoon.
I am hungry. They are giving us only a piece of bread and half-cup of water. Someone stole my water; I don’t know how I can escape. It is very bad.
By Mickey F.
My Diary

I am still in the extermination camp.
Today we went to the showers. We saw the people who were there. They looked terrible. Then, my father had to go there. We didn't see him any more. I still look for him. I am afraid. What will be now? I want to go home. Why are we here? We need to go home! I just want to run away.

Ziv, grade 6th
My dear diary,
In the concentration camp the life's very hard,
I don't think I will survive.
The Nazis don't give us food, water, place to sleep or any other things.
Some people told us that if you survive they send you to a terrible place, then they kill you, places like crematoriums and more.
My mother is very sick, and now I need to take care of my little brothers and sisters.
All of that is because of the evil man, Hitler.
I wait for the time when someone looks up and sees this terrible war.
I am obliged to go, if I don't the Nazis can see me and take me.

Your friend, Omr

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