I am a child, a child that has seen so much for his age. I was separated from my mother and sisters so early down this road, but at least I have my father. Both my father and I have been through so much. We have both been beaten, he for talking too much, and me for seeing things that I shouldn’t have. I often think of why we of all people had to go through this, what have we ever done that was so bad that our entire race was being killed. Why would God put us through so much pain and suffering? Why would he want to hurt his own kids he created. I was always taught that God was such a great person because he gave up so much for us, but all my beliefs are beginning to change. As the days go by the only thing that stays the same is the fact that people are dying left and right. Out of everything we have to go through, the selections scare me the most. The thought of my father and I getting separated is heartbreaking. He is the only family I have now, and I don’t want to lose him. If there ever comes a day when he is put on that list, I will do everything in my power to make sure it doesn’t happen. I intend on us making it through his horrible war together. He, my father, is the one and only thing that keeps me going. No one should ever have to be separated from their family, much less their father. I can see my poor father getting weaker every day. It breaks my heart to see him like this. I wish that we could go back to the past and try to escape all this. I wish that my father would have listen to Moshe the Beadle, maybe then he would have let us move. I wonder what drives these men to do such horrible things, would they want their parents and siblings to get killed for such stupid reasons. When we are younger most of our parents teach us to forgive. Well I regret to say this, but I will never in my life on heaven and earth forgive them for what they have done. I know