Daughter of a Rat
My name was Antonia. Antonia Albrecht. I was a German girl, daughter to the high ranking officer Kurt Albrecht. My life began and ended with a boy in the 1900's. Separated by a fence, a dictator, and a chamber to end it all. My story begins in a house near Auschwitz. Two stories, dark, and cold. I could feel the hate of others radiating through the walls of my room. I had little belongings. My mother was frantic to unpack everything, excited to meet other high ranking officers like Papa, but I couldn’t have cared less. My friends were all back in Warsaw, my home. But father was excited about his new place in the rank. So we left. I hated that there was a divide. It didn’t make sense. Nothing made sense anymore. The outside air was cold and static. My coat clung to my frigid body and I walked along the fence near our home. My parents had explained ...