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6 Million
  Oh no! They’re coming
  Everyone is terrified
  Some tried to run away
  Others, like you were too scared
  You walk the streets everyday
  Every time you go outside
  There are less and less people
  Until you look around
  And see all the people that disappeared
  You were captured.
  Trapped in the ghettos
  Not knowing how long you were going to be there
  People are disappearing again
  Time is running out
  You try and think of something to do
  But there is nothing you can do to escape the Naizs
  You go on living in the ghetto like nothing has changed
  There are new faces coming everyday
  The old ones are still leaving
  Your name is called
  It’s you leaving
  This is your first time outside the ghetto in months
  Your first instinct is to run
  You don’t because you’re too scared to get shot
  You’re ordered to march
  You march
  You’re ordered to run
  You run
  Everyone does exactly what they are told
  No one knows what punishment would be in store for them
  You all get on a train
  No seats, barely any food
  Just standing for hours
  The train finally stops
  Everyone gets off even though no one knows where they are
  “Women right. Men left”
  You’re separated from your mom
  Only left with your older brother
  You smell something burning
  You hear gunshots
  You see hangings
  You are living in hell.

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