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1942
Dear Mama and Papa,
I know you’ll never get to read this, but my diary is all I have left now, and it comforts me to write to you. I want to tell you that I can’t go on any longer. This isn’t life. They took you away from me and I don’t know anyone anymore. I look around and I see tiny children dying in the streets, a brokenhearted old lady kneeling over her son’s body, cradling in her arms the head with a hole in the center. I want to look away, leave, but I can’t. Everywhere it’s the same.
Today I watched autumn leaves get plucked off thin branches by invisible hands and swirl away through the air, and I wondered, are we as insignificant and helpless as these leaves lost in the wind? Are we so easily swept away, and stripped of everything? There are no easy answers. But I decided that I would rather be a leaf lost in the wind than one crushed beneath merciless feet.
I think by this time you’ve already left this nightmare, for good. That’s why I’m doing this. Because I want to be with you. I won’t let any Nazis take me away like they took you away. When I am finished this letter, I will be done with this world. I’m on the top floor of the building. I wish I could see you one last time. I’m trying to be brave, but it’s so hard. See, my hand is shaking so badly I can hardly read what I’m writing.
I look at this empty place and remember all that we lost, and I hope that where I’m going, where you are, I’ll find everything all over again. I will always be haunted by the past, yet freed by it. And now, I can’t say goodbye, though I know I’ll be seeing you soon. I’ll see you on the other side of swastikas, bullet-ridden bodies, crowded rooms, the stench of decay, sidewalks with ugly stains of blood that a thousand storms could not wash away. I’m going to leave all this behind and be with you again, and I can think of nothing more beautiful.
Love always,
Your daughter.
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Not everything has to be stated directly in fiction. The Nazis and swastikas could refer to no other time period, so I really don't see the problem. Besides, you have to consider the perspective of the piece. This is a girl who is writing her last words; it's what she would say to her parents if they could hear her. She doesn't care what anyone else thinks. She knows her parents would understand her, and she doesn't need to explain to herself that she's in the Holocaust, because she knows. And finally, I actually made it my intention not to say the word Holocaust. I guess my writing style is to be a little bit vague and leave it up to the readers to decide what's going on (Hemingway also used this style). It makes for a more engaged reader.
The "but" issue is a matter of stylistic choice. That rule should probably be followed for school assignments and such, but in creative fiction it can be abandoned. I thought the sentence "There are no easy choices" deserved to stand on its own so it could have more impact. Depending on how you look at it, that sentence could also refer to the big questions that all humans experience at some point.
As for the vague adverbs, remember that this is from the perspective of a young girl writing a letter in her diary. I tried to adopt a brave, hopeful, slightly hurried tone. What do you suggest I could have used in place of those adverbs that would still not sound out of place?
Thank you.
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