Farewell content! personal story of a girl through the holocaust.

I have a new family now, a husband and two children. My hair has grown back and I have put on 30 kilograms. My heart hurts every time I think about them but I know as the days and weeks and years go, the pain will grow weaker and weaker. I will never forget the bestiality, the incredulous inhumanity and extreme cruelty but most of all I will never forget that particular Friday night that changed …

…bring me. But I sit and pray to the Almighty G-d, to remember the six million people that were gassed, killed, drowned, burned, tortured, beaten or frozen to death. To remember the families that could neither live nor die together. To remember the multitudes of children, who in their short lives never experienced happiness, knowing only hunger, deprivation and fear. And to instil within our hearts their sacred memory that will last forever and ever.