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I' m writing to know how you are, because we are not very well, because we are in an unknown place, where they barely give us anything to eat or drink, i don't know what our fate will be or if we will make it out of this live place, but if it doesn't, i want you to know that i love you, and hope to see you again.
Adelaide

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Dear Emil,
How are you? My sister Jade and I miss you so much.
Now we are on the train to go to Aushwitz, I don’t really know exactly what it is, I hope nothing too bad. We’re all pilled up. There are a lot of screaming children, and a lot of body fluids…
Jade is sleeping next to me, I put my jacket on her to keep her warm.
I hope all this end as soon as possible.

That’s all for now,
I hope you’re better than us.
Kiss and Hugs!

Ilary&Jade

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Dear Gianmarco,
We're in a strange enclosed place, it's all very strange, every day that passes I feel more and more weak and condemned to my destiny.We're very scared.We don't know what day it is anymore, us emotions are disappearing and they treat us like beasts. They will probably never leave this fence, but hope never dies. We love you.

Mattia and Francesco

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Dear Beatrice ,
we write to you from the concentriaton camp of Aushwitz and we don't know if you will read this letter.
We are terrified and very scared.
We have no freedom , we are nobody..
We work hard for them and thousand of us die every day. We don't want to die...
We miss home , mum and dad , our friends and we miss you.
We love you
Chiara e Irma

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Dear pasquale,
We are writing this letter for you because we are on the train to Aushwitz. We are really scared because we don't know what will happen to us, there are many people like us, who are very struggled, and are throwing up. We don't know when we'll arrive, but the only thing we know
is that we miss you so much, I'll trowing up this letter out of the window in the hopes that it will reach its destination.
whit love
Rebecca and Marco

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Friday, January 28, 1942
Dear Beatrice,
How are you ? We feel scared and wracked with pain.
We're writing to you from the Auschwitz concentration camp... Chiara and I are fortunately in the same room, and we try to always be together. Our rooms have neither beds nor any other forniture. The conditions are awful : many times we are whitout food, water and with no hope of life ...

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Dear Paolo,
How are you? In this letter we want to tell you about our living conditions. Our rooms have neither beds nor any other furniture. Prisoners sleep on straw-stuffed mattresses laid on the floor. The rooms are so overcrowded that prisoners could sleep only on their sides, in three rows. The daily ration of food consists in a bowl of a bitter beverage similar to coffee for breakfast, a dish of thin soup made from rotten vegetables or meat at midday and a crust of bread and a little portion of margarine before going to bed.

After some weeks in the camp, eating tiny amounts of calories and suffering from diarrhoea, crippling abdominal pain and, in consequence, demoralization, many people die from weakness.
We are very frightened... Our life has become a hell!
That's all for now.
LOVE,
MARIA and FRANCESCA