Well I just want to try something so please be nice :)

tell me what do you think.

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It was December 1943 when my family got a letter that we have to be in a transport to the Auschwitz in Poland. I was actually from Berlin, I was 20 with light brown redish hair, got married one months before the letter came and destroyed our future. IMy grandpa was Jewish, my husband's family is whole Jewish. We had to be one of many people in the transport. My husband Derek, has been always very optimistic. He wanted to fight, he wanted to show them that he is not a dirty Jewish doctor! he was alive full of energy and youth.

When we first met he caught my eye, the love at the first sight, romantic and sweet. We were perfect couple. We wanted to have kids, oh we were such a fools!

We were prepared for our journey before others, my parents went to ghetto in Krakov before us. My cousin Isobel and her husband Alexander came with us. We were young so we had a chance to live, to work because we were useful. I was more afraid about my parents than about myself or Derek.

I just wasn't able to imagine Derek death, weak Derek, destroyed Derek. He is the perfection , he is strong and clever and incredibly beautiful he has to live and I was prepared to do everything to help him.

Isobel, the sweet blonde girl, younger about one year, she is the perfect picture of pure people, blonde, tall, beautiful but with brown Jewish eyes, her eyes with the sad deep truth about her relatives just because of them she had to leave her home. He husband, the Jewish himself had to do it, they were so young and happy. It wasn't fair just because of our grandpa and Alexander's great grandmother they had to change their lives.

I saw my friend Rose who joined us. She seemed destroyed. Her one years old son died, her husband left her and she was alone.

Rose gave up long time ago. She didn't want to fight, there was no chance to her. And she knew it. She just hoped they will kill her fast and first. She wanted to be with her son, she wanted to be free, to breathe, to live again.... even if it was supposed to be a heaven. She was ready for everything and strangely it was a thing which made me want to live more. She can't give up, what if she will meet someone who will change her life? But it was Rose, Rosie in her deep thoughts the woman who had to go through so much.

My little sister Nina went with us, she was 10 by this time. What a sweet girl she was! People loved her and now her sweetness won't help her.

When we came to the train station we were almost the first ones who were there. We waited 2 hours till the train came. The station was crowded, full of people who yelled their goodbyes, shared their tears, kissed each other, full of love, full of hope and full of sorrow.

And we were there, me, Derek, Isobel, Alexander and my little darling ... Nina.

We took a deep breathe and then went to the crowded wagon.

"I love you" Derek kissed me

"I love you too" I told him sweetly

"Never leave me"

"Never I promise" I told my sister and took her hand.

"See you there guys" my cheerful cousin said in more serious voice.

"see you darling"

And we went to the different corners.

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soooo? is this a good idea?

please tell

thanks for reading :)