October 1943
Today,
Himmel Street was bombed. I looked for anyone else but I could not find them.
Himmel Street no longer existed. Hans was gone. Frau Diller was gone. I was so
worried about papa, mama, and Max. I saw somebody pass by with my papa’s
accordion case. I took the case and immediately dropped it when I saw Frau
Holtzapfel’s dead body on the ground. I followed the men carrying the body and
I saw the rest of the dead. I saw Rudy. I ran to him and tried to wake him up.
He couldn’t move. I kissed him, hoping he would wake up, but he did not, the
love of my life, gone. Then, I saw my mama and my papa. They weren’t moving. I
remembered all the good times I had with them. I remember when papa taught me
how to read and write and I remember when mama held the accordion to her heart
praying for all to survive the war. She was so beautiful and innocent. Now,
they lay lifeless. I left and I remembered my book. It was in a garbage truck
when I found it. Luckily, I was able to get it before the truck left. Today… I
lost all my family and friends. All I have left now is The Book Thief.
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