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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 everything to me. The concentration camp, the Jews, everything! Even their wish for me to marry Karl

An Honest Apology

There are many things I wish I could've done with this blog. I had high aspirations. I also, unfortunately, happen to be of low motivation. But coming back to check on this old thing really killed any hope of letting this go. I haven't looked at this website in YEARS . It's almost accumulated dust. So I've decided to try and make this thing a little nicer. Actually put more effort into this, like by posting stories I'm actually proud of. This seems kind of silly, but I couldn't leave a blog called "Amri the Great" on the internet. What kind of mad woman do you take me for? The content on here is gone, as I decided my story writing skills were actual garbage. I hope I've improved in such a way that will make you (the reader) actually want to sit down and read for a little while. I want to make a difference, and I will try my hardest to throw out a line and snag some bored people into this. Welcome to the new and improved Blog: The Consolidated Compe