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2007/5/26

The year of 1942.

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@ 07:55 AM (15 months, 10 days ago)
    In the year 1942 things were looking bleak for Great britain we were being bombed frequently there were air raids throughout the day, bombs dropped on many homes there were many lives lost and many victims. Many were left pennyless and homeless. they made there way to places called workhouses cold bleak places.  Dews were being took  to concentration camps where they would stand in lines, the workers, skilled or otherwise,the old, the children,women,men. The old were put to death in the gas chambers then the children and  the disabled. The rest could work for there measly keep.  Before there capture realizing they were not coming back many of the dewish people gave away babies to any one who would take them to keep them out of the camps. Ordenry people took there babies with papers giving them a false identity and those babies never knew who they really were. Some grew up to one day be told the truth, others were never told.  How do i know i am not one of these, truth is i do not.

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