Post by Aaron on Mar 24, 2005 7:27:20 GMT -5
Author's note- This is that little girl in Schindler's List. It's the little girl that screams at the top of her lungs and is throwing rocks when the German's made the Jews leave the citys forcing them into the Ghetto's. Don't know why but since I first saw it I always remember her. That and the girl in the red dress. If you haven't seen it do see it. Although must warn you the violence is fake, but it feels real.
I say PG-13 just that it takes place during WW2 and such. The adult content.
The little Girl
By:Aaron
It the day the whole town of Warsaw had been waiting for. The German government had finally solved the problem they all worried about and that was the Jewish people. They were being forced out of the city and into the ghetto. Rachel watched with facination and merryment. She smiled softly as the Jews walked past her. All the city citizen's stood around and watched. They played music and danced gayly as the people headed for there new homes. Rachel standing at the corner of the street threw rocks at the Jewish people as they passed.
"Goodbye Jews! Goodbye Jews!", she screamed over and over again.
She watched as the the mass of Jews were made to leave there homes and forced to go to the ghetto. The people walked defeated and shocked. Lots of them wore that of hatred, others with sadness and disbelief. They were Germans to and yet they were treated like animals. A family here and there caring whatever they could how ever they could.
Smiling brightly as a little old lady fell and laughed as the old woman's husband picked her up. Eyeing a big rock at her feet she smiled wickedly. Picking it up and threw it at the old man. It hit his shoulder and bounced off. The old man looked up at her. His eyes filled with sadness; tears already flowing fell down his face more as he stared at her. His eyes wide with fright and shock.
"We don't want you here jew! We don't need you here jew!" she screamed at the old man.
How she had hated them so much. They had been the problem. They were the reason's why she had to live a life like she did. Why she lived in squaller. Her Father died in World War One all for nothing and they were the reason! Hitler was there only saving grace. He knew and told them all about it. How they had been the big problems, and they were too. Who controled the money and the over seeing of the war? Jews! They tried to lie about it and hide it but it was out and she and her friends were sick of it. They were sick of living the way they did. They knew why they hide from it. It was because they and the whole world knew that Germany was the real power of the world.
Tears slipped down from her face, as her hand moved to wipe them away, as she thought of her Father and the pain he must have felt when he died. Picking up another rock she tossed it and hit a small baby. She heard it cry out in it's mother's arms. The mother looked around and saw her. Rachel smiled at her happy. She felt a sudden sense of pride and delight in hurting the child. She hoped that it was hurt and would die later that night.
The mother walked towards her. Her face washed in anger and rage, and yet Rachel stood smiling not caring. She knew this Jew was nothing and meant nothing. That she didn't have the audacity to even touch her. For even if she did she would be beaten and even worse killed. She knew it and so did Rachel. It was the husband (She knew that they didn't have husbands and that was a sin. She knew God would have a field day with these people) that put his hand on the Mother's shoulder. He pulled her along as the baby continued to wail and scream. The Mother tried the best she could to quite the child and comfort it. Every so often she would look back at the small girl. Hatred was in her eyes, and Rachel seeing it looked at her with complete happiness.
The small girl named Rachel watched all day as the Jews were forced into the Warsaw Ghetto. Smiling to herself she turned and with her friends continued off. Thinking that a nice game of tag would be swell.
6 months later
Shivering and crying she watched as her mother was taken by the SS. She knew that her Mother hadn't commited treason. Her mother hated the Jews! The same as she did. Why did they say other wise? Her heart raced and beated fast as they took her mother outside. She cried and screamed trying to stop them. They tossed her hard onto the table, she hit the table and fell on the floor. She looked up at the men and her mother. Her mother was screaming and trying to run to Rachel. Yet, one of the officers held her back. One of the men looked back at the small girl and smirked. Rachel looked at the man; her eyes pleading and begging. She sobed and cried loudly as he turned and walked out into the snowy night.
Rachel got up and ran into the living room. She watched as one of the men hit her mother. Her mother flew back The two men said something that Rachel couldn't hear. The man standing over her mother pulled out a smoke and smoked. Her mother stood back up. She was crying out loudly, telling them that they had the wrong person. That she would never betray the Fuhrer.
The other man walked over and pulled out his Lugar and shot the woman in the head. The woman fell to her knees and then slumped down. She lay in the snow dead. The blood soaked and stained the freash snow. Rachel sat there her mouth a gape, staring at her dead mother. She wondered what exactly had happened to the world.
I say PG-13 just that it takes place during WW2 and such. The adult content.
The little Girl
By:Aaron
It the day the whole town of Warsaw had been waiting for. The German government had finally solved the problem they all worried about and that was the Jewish people. They were being forced out of the city and into the ghetto. Rachel watched with facination and merryment. She smiled softly as the Jews walked past her. All the city citizen's stood around and watched. They played music and danced gayly as the people headed for there new homes. Rachel standing at the corner of the street threw rocks at the Jewish people as they passed.
"Goodbye Jews! Goodbye Jews!", she screamed over and over again.
She watched as the the mass of Jews were made to leave there homes and forced to go to the ghetto. The people walked defeated and shocked. Lots of them wore that of hatred, others with sadness and disbelief. They were Germans to and yet they were treated like animals. A family here and there caring whatever they could how ever they could.
Smiling brightly as a little old lady fell and laughed as the old woman's husband picked her up. Eyeing a big rock at her feet she smiled wickedly. Picking it up and threw it at the old man. It hit his shoulder and bounced off. The old man looked up at her. His eyes filled with sadness; tears already flowing fell down his face more as he stared at her. His eyes wide with fright and shock.
"We don't want you here jew! We don't need you here jew!" she screamed at the old man.
How she had hated them so much. They had been the problem. They were the reason's why she had to live a life like she did. Why she lived in squaller. Her Father died in World War One all for nothing and they were the reason! Hitler was there only saving grace. He knew and told them all about it. How they had been the big problems, and they were too. Who controled the money and the over seeing of the war? Jews! They tried to lie about it and hide it but it was out and she and her friends were sick of it. They were sick of living the way they did. They knew why they hide from it. It was because they and the whole world knew that Germany was the real power of the world.
Tears slipped down from her face, as her hand moved to wipe them away, as she thought of her Father and the pain he must have felt when he died. Picking up another rock she tossed it and hit a small baby. She heard it cry out in it's mother's arms. The mother looked around and saw her. Rachel smiled at her happy. She felt a sudden sense of pride and delight in hurting the child. She hoped that it was hurt and would die later that night.
The mother walked towards her. Her face washed in anger and rage, and yet Rachel stood smiling not caring. She knew this Jew was nothing and meant nothing. That she didn't have the audacity to even touch her. For even if she did she would be beaten and even worse killed. She knew it and so did Rachel. It was the husband (She knew that they didn't have husbands and that was a sin. She knew God would have a field day with these people) that put his hand on the Mother's shoulder. He pulled her along as the baby continued to wail and scream. The Mother tried the best she could to quite the child and comfort it. Every so often she would look back at the small girl. Hatred was in her eyes, and Rachel seeing it looked at her with complete happiness.
The small girl named Rachel watched all day as the Jews were forced into the Warsaw Ghetto. Smiling to herself she turned and with her friends continued off. Thinking that a nice game of tag would be swell.
6 months later
Shivering and crying she watched as her mother was taken by the SS. She knew that her Mother hadn't commited treason. Her mother hated the Jews! The same as she did. Why did they say other wise? Her heart raced and beated fast as they took her mother outside. She cried and screamed trying to stop them. They tossed her hard onto the table, she hit the table and fell on the floor. She looked up at the men and her mother. Her mother was screaming and trying to run to Rachel. Yet, one of the officers held her back. One of the men looked back at the small girl and smirked. Rachel looked at the man; her eyes pleading and begging. She sobed and cried loudly as he turned and walked out into the snowy night.
Rachel got up and ran into the living room. She watched as one of the men hit her mother. Her mother flew back The two men said something that Rachel couldn't hear. The man standing over her mother pulled out a smoke and smoked. Her mother stood back up. She was crying out loudly, telling them that they had the wrong person. That she would never betray the Fuhrer.
The other man walked over and pulled out his Lugar and shot the woman in the head. The woman fell to her knees and then slumped down. She lay in the snow dead. The blood soaked and stained the freash snow. Rachel sat there her mouth a gape, staring at her dead mother. She wondered what exactly had happened to the world.