The End

January 19, 2010
By ShadowThief13 BRONZE, Colts Neck, New Jersey
ShadowThief13 BRONZE, Colts Neck, New Jersey
3 articles 19 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
Enjoy life. Think of all the women who passed up dessert on the Titanic.
- Anonymous


I heard a door opening. It slammed against the wall. I knew what to do. I stopped fixing the bed. My hands trembling, I opened a small part of the zipper that encircled the mattress. Blinded by fluff, I crawled in and closed it. I tried to think, but all I could do was remember when we removed all of the round metal coils from the mattress and overstuffed it with scraps of clothing that I had cut up the day before. It took a full week.

My memory was cut short by voices.


“Where is the girl?”, asked a voice that instantly put into my head the
image of a corpulent man who was used to people telling him he was right.


I strained to hear the reply.


“She...passed away four months ago”, my mother’s quiet voice answered.


The man grunted, showing he didn't believe her and that even if she was telling the truth, he could care less.

I heard heavy footfalls coming closer to me and the bed I was concealed in. They stopped. I forgot how to breathe.


I am going to die, I thought, He will see the zipper and find me and kill me.

Silence. CRASH! I heard wood splintering. He cursed. More silence followed. Finally, the footsteps receded. I hear a door slam. My lungs started working again. And stopped. My mother is as good as dead. I am an orphan. I am alone.

After counting to ten thousand, I opened the zipper just barely enough to see. Nobody was there. I opened it more. Just enough for my head. My shoulders. My chest. My abdomen. My legs. Me. I was out.



It was dark out. I stumbled over the broken chair and tried to get up. I fell again. I laid there, not even trying to get up. I fell asleep with my mother’s words echoing in my head.

She...passed away four months ago...



Sunlight streamed in through the window. I heard birds singing. It seem cruel that the world was so happy. I got up. My head was throbbing. I slowly made my way to the window and pulled hard on the cord that closed the curtain.

I walked to the kitchen and opened a cabinet. There wasn't much in it. Stale bread. A half open can of tomato soup. A black carrot. Three bags of rice. Two green potatoes. The soup looked edible. The can opener broke months ago, I cut it open with a knife. There was mold in it. It was the best soup I’ve had in a long time.

I then sat on a chair staring at nothing. I felt numb.


I’m going to starve to death.


I’m going to get sick.


They will find me.

Why wasn't I scared?

I did everything that I would have done yesterday. I got dressed. I fixed the bed that I left undone yesterday. I scrubbed the floor. I did the laundry and hung it in the kitchen to dry.
Then I walked into the bathroom. No. No. NO. They didn't take her. They didn't shoot her. They left her. They drowned her. She was tortured and murdered. While I was in the room next door.


Epilogue: Sarah (the girl) was found about a month after the Holocaust ended. She was severely dehydrated and hadn’t eaten in over a month. She was sitting on the bathroom floor staring blankly at her mother. She died later that day in the hospital.


The author's comments:
Wrote this for an essay about the Holocaust for my english class.

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on Mar. 14 2010 at 9:21 am
Nikiblue PLATINUM, Bloomfield Hills, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"Stupid Is As Stupid Does." -Forest Gump (;
"No one who achieves success does so without the help of others. The wise and confident acknowledge this help with gratitude."

Wow, that was scary. Good job!

on Mar. 11 2010 at 9:55 pm
...PensiveGurl... PLATINUM, Aurora, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
You get ideas from daydreaming. You get ideas from being bored. You get ideas all the time. The only difference between writers and other people is we notice when we're doing it- Neil Gaiman.
Who are you to be who you are?-Le'Na Pernell

nice one! >.<

on Mar. 11 2010 at 9:25 pm
ShadowThief13 BRONZE, Colts Neck, New Jersey
3 articles 19 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
Enjoy life. Think of all the women who passed up dessert on the Titanic.
- Anonymous

Thank you.

on Mar. 11 2010 at 6:50 pm
SaddleShoeGal PLATINUM, Granite Canyon, Wyoming
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Favorite Quote:
"History is the key to the future"--Melinda Emerson
"Never tell the truth to those unworthy of it"--Mark Twain

This was so sad! I almost cried! You are an amazing writer!

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on Jan. 26 2010 at 5:35 pm
LuvDove BRONZE, Oceanport, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
Even if you are on the right track, you will get run over if you just sit there.

- Will Rogers

Wow...that was freaky amazing...i loved it didnt have a happy ending!!! keep writing and c ya at school 2moro!!




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