## anonymous one year ago The Boy with the Striped Pajamas-Rewrite made in Shmuel's POV

1. anonymous

Here is a story of a boy with unfortunate inheritances. He didn’t choose to be burdened with these attributes they just fell upon him since birth. He appreciated them because that’s how he was raised but to everyone believed that this was a bad thing, evil in other words. Some people fear what they don’t understand. When I woke up this morning and got ready for school I felt it in my gut, today was not going to be a good day. I carried on with school work and listened attentively to my teachers. Even though it’s really impossible to focus when my associates look at me as if I am inferior and distasteful. All my textbooks say that Jews are evil and we are the reason for the war being lost. Being a Jew I always wondered why my race would do such a horrid thing. I found out that day that wasn’t the truth about my race. School was done so I walked home and when I did, I asked mama, “Why are we the reason for the war being lost? Mama said, “We are not! Who has been telling you this?” Before I answered there was a loud knock that was as loud as the piercing shot of a gun. The door flung open and men with sharp uniforms came in and started to take my family personal things and throwing them out when they were done they threw us out next. The soldiers yelled, “We are here to take you to the better side of the land and you can start a new life!” said a tall firm soldier with a conniving smirk. When he manage to “guide” us outside there were these carts waiting for us. When I looked at the cart all I could remember is that there were about hundreds of people being shoved in. When we were next I took a deep breath and then I notice I was lingering to long before I got fully pushed into the cattle car. I only had enough room to stand and I can hear and feel the chaos around me. I couldn’t see anything once everyone boarded the car it was very dark. I’m not sure how many days I was in this car but I felt as if I was blinded. The stench was poisonous. I felt into a deep sleep and that’s all I remember. When I woke up the uncomfortableness help me know that I wasn’t in my bed at home. I’m just wondering why me? Did they just choose families with kids to move to a better place? Or was it just families with kids that were bad? I tried to remember the last time I was bad and I couldn’t remember. I did my schoolwork and I help mama and papa with anything they asked. Why am I being punished then?

2. anonymous

@Keigh2015

3. anonymous

He appreciated them because that’s how he was raised but to everyone this was a bad thing, evil in other words.

4. anonymous

@pooja195

5. mm3591

I'm at a loss for words..

6. anonymous

wym?

7. mm3591

what?

8. Elsa213

so the question is why are you being punished? :o

9. anonymous

I'm a Jew during the Holocaust that's not really a question to answer ill find out it is because of my race later on

10. mm3591

11. anonymous

No I just needed people to help me with Grammar corrections..You see I hate writing...im horrible at it... so I make a lot of mistakes

12. Elsa213

I don't see any incorrect grammar :o

13. mm3591

Being a Jew, I always wondered why my race would do such a horrid thing.

14. Elsa213

JUNE :D

15. anonymous

Tank CHU! nm ill correct that and Elsa I'm sure there is...:/

16. Elsa213

I'm now going to disown my words........

17. anonymous

xD lol Anymore guys that I shall correct ... I need to finish up this story

18. mm3591

School was done so I walked home and when I did, I asked mama, “Why are we the reason for the war being lost? Mama said, “We are not! Who has been telling you this?” Everytime A new person talks (OR a new subject) make sure to start a new paragraphs

19. mm3591

I only had enough room to stand, I could hear and feel the chaos around me.

20. mm3591

I fell into a deep sleep, that’s all I remember.

21. mm3591

That's all the mistakes I could fine

22. Elsa213

@mm3591 deserves a medal

23. anonymous

yeshhh mn does

24. mm3591

Im just a freak about writing.....not like i want to be an author or something....

25. Elsa213

I should also get a medal c;

26. Elsa213

Tank chu ^.^ my intelligence is awesome ;p

27. anonymous

xD Elsaaa lol

28. Elsa213

29. anonymous

mmhmm

30. Elsa213

You may close the question now.......

31. anonymous

I'm gonna finish the story and post the rest

32. Elsa213

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33. Elsa213

Alright e.e

34. anonymous

lol coding

35. anonymous

As I keep asking myself these questions I felt as if time was slowly winding down and I was stuck in this prison. Finally we got out the cattle car into a plain space I didn’t see no homes, no nothing. When we all got out the soldiers separated us into two lines- male and female. Then in each of the lines asked people one by one which one do they choose… left or right. I followed my father and chose left when I did I stand on the side my father did. When I looked over for my mom she was sobbing in fear that’s how I knew something bad was going to happen. The people that chose right were shot in the head it was a few hundreds the soldiers that shot them just laughed and kicked the dead bodies. This was the first assassination I witnessed. I haven’t slept like a regular person since. We (people that chose the left side) were forced back into the cattle car. As soon as I was led back into there I felt immediate regret I thought to myself, “We all are going to die slowly and I should’ve chosen right so I can suffer less,”

36. anonymous

great job

37. anonymous

great job

38. anonymous

I stood* on the side my father did

39. anonymous

The people that chose right were shot in the head it was a few hundred. The soldiers that shot them just laughed and kicked the dead bodies. I'm adding this sentence: After I saw the blood of the first person my stomach sank, my breath was caught in my throat. I wanted to shout at the soldiers and beg them to stop. I knew I didn't have the guts to ... after all I'm only 8. How can I force them to stop? The answer was I couldn't I'm just a helpless little boy.

40. anonymous

To my surprise in only a few hours we were at the destination. When we got out of the cars there were tiny homes that looked like they were just built. I was not up for judging I’m grateful I stayed alive this long. They were little but I had a spark of hope that the German soldiers left us a home. In a short description of this place, there were little houses and a barbed wire fence surrounding it which I didn’t understand why was a fence around the perimeter of our new home. It looked really gloomy and had a bad presence as if bad things happened there before. I believed it was haunted but then why be scared when God is watching over us? We would pray and thank God for sparing us.

41. anonymous

I've read this it looks great :)

42. anonymous

Thanks

43. anonymous

put it on fanfic, sure your gonna get a whole bunch of views ^u^