The Holocaust - Why was this happening to me?
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Daniel Leigh 11Saul Holocaust Coursework Why was this happening to me? I could hardly breathe or move in the cramped animal wagon. The stench of filth and disease surrounded me and I longed for fresh air. My name is David Cohen and I cannot believe how my life was torn apart in such a short space of time, nor do I understand why it happened even after all these years later. I will never forget that warm April afternoon when I rushed home from helping in my Father's jeweler's store. I was surprised that the front door was open, but nevertheless ran in shouting for my Mother. I heard thuds and screeching as if the heavy furniture from upstairs was being moved. "What's the matter, Mother?" I yelled. Two burly soldiers dragged her out of the living room. "GO!" she screamed, through heavy sobbing. I just stood there, in the doorway, speechless with...


