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My War ... Part 9

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later in life in our town was rather quiet in the background of what was happening around .

the spring of 1943, I stayed with distant relatives in the town of Red - Usha station. The house stood at the end streets, windows on railroad tracks. Early in the morning to us vorvali Germans, but police said it was not then they're gone. And "it" looked like. That morning, destroyed the inhabitants of the Jewish ghetto.

can not help wondering how the two men could not tear from the window of sixteen fragile girl and why do I need to see what was happening on the street. Petrified with horror in her eyes I'm like a sponge soaked acts of the Nazi invaders. The whole nightmare is happening locks as photographic film:

Naked people are rough series, a man of a hundred - men separately, women with children individually. raise their hands to the sky. Not heard yelling, not singing. Group gradually give birth in the barn with the doors wide open. Heard gunshots. Wyden officer and a group of soldiers. Hangman served again loaded pistols. Semi-circle to the barn are gunners. From men's group escape. Three men are running to the river still frozen, for which the railway track and right away the forest. Two traveling overtake bullets, and the third runs to forest. He is assisted by a train. The shooting stopped. The train passed and the man disappeared into the woods. A second attempt in women. In rezultate at our doorstep is killed girl. Shot all stacked in piles, doused with gasoline. Barn on fire. Walls collapsed. Burning human bodies smell of roast meat and black smoke high rises into the sky. Can not forget the unbearable desire to tell the relatives of those killed all the details of the tragedy, to cry together about the beauty that lay in our house, where she hoped to find spasenie.Dlinnye hair covered her naked body and twisted in an awkward hand was jammed something like bread. А вдруг единственный убежавший спасся? Ведь он может быть жив или его дети?   Желаю встречи с ним, как с родным человеком.
                                                                                                                          

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