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Dear Diary,
My family and I are together, and like many other Jewish families my relatives and I are now defined by the Star of David Pin that I wear upon my clothing. It is strange, having a visual identification marker upon my clothing. I look around and I see that only Jewish families are being identified in this format, and I begin to wonder why. I am proud of my religion it is part of who I am, but does this pin symbolize something negative. Why is it that only Jewish families bear the burden of the identification mark?

-Ms. Wasino

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Dear Diary,
I don't understand. My father tells me that everything is going to be alright, but I see that he is afraid as well. Many families like mine are be relocated to camps. We wait like cattle, in line one after another to board onto a train that will take us to an unknown destination. A destination that we are unable to  have any clear information about. After the Night of Broken Glass, my family has lost everything. Our business, our home, and now we may be relocated to ghetto's like other Jewish families.

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Dear Diary
It has been awhile I know. So much has happened and this has been the first time that I have had the opportunity to write... I feel so alone, my sisters, and my mother, and I have been separated from father. It happened many weeks ago, and I am still unsure of what happened to him. I have been stripped of all of my belongings: clothing, jewelry, and even my old diary book. Life in the concentration camps is not life but a prison from which I cannot escape. I live in constant fear of when my next meal will be, but more importantly I fear isolation. I do not know when I too will be separated from my mother and sisters. And the thought alone is truly terrifying.

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Dear Diary,
I don't know what to say. My greatest fears have come true and I now feel truly alone in the world. The extermination of my people has taken away from me more than food and the freedom to live. It has taken from me the people I love most in this world. I still have no information on where my father is. But just the other day my mother and sister were taken to the gas chambers. I have nothing left of them, the other day I walked passed a room of items and in one drawer was thousands of wedding rings. Rings which symbolized the strength of love and family that used to surround me. Germany has succeeded in its Final Solution, it has broken the back of the Jewish people.

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Dear Diary,
I feel that this will be the last time I write to you. Sometimes I wish that I was with my family instead of living in this prolonged nightmare. I now throw the bodies of other Jewish peoples into pits. I try not to look too close for fear that one of the bodies will resemble my mother, father or sisters. Body after body I throw into the pit, and no matter how many times I do it, I cannot help but to cry. What did my culture do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this? I who have lived through this terrible event from concentration camp to concentration camp, would never wish such a fate onto my worst enemy. It is by my strongest belief that I now understand the cruelty of man who kills not for survival but for prejudice, for power, and for vengeance. I hope that the genocide of my people will never again be repeated in the history of humanity.