August 27, 1942
Dear diary,
I arrived at Auschwitz and I've been to sent to a concentration camp. I was separated from my parents from the Nazis. August 29, 1942 I feel the impact of the people that are working like me. A young boy like me are assigned to work together to clean the barracks. September 1, 1942 we decide to flee.
September 5, 1942 we flee by foot and we arrive in France. Frank then saw his parents and quickly ran to them. The joy was happiness. I wish I had that in my life. Then Frank and his parents and I fled to america where it was safe. September 11, 1942, we arrive, Frank decides to leave me by myself in the darkness. September 13, 1942 we never saw each other again.
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