Hi lovelies! Last week, as I was cleaning my closet, I found an old file of my writings. In the file was a project from 8th grade I did on the Holocaust. This piece of writing was a way to try to put myself in their shoes, and how life would look through their eyes. I know I’l never fully understand what they were going through, but it’s the basic idea of being taken from everything you know and thrown into a new reality.
Do You Remember?
I remember when I would lay in the grass while the river moves quickly next to me.
I remember playing tag in the woods, zooming past each tree.
I remember every winter, drinking hot chocolate by the fire after a long day of snowball fights.
I remember going where I wanted, whenever I wanted.
I remember having a name instead of a number.
Do you remember?