Dutch uncover diary of Nazi camp
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/3760680.stm
I was trying to come up with a name for my main character in my story for NaNoWriMo. I decided I liked the name Helga and typed it into the browser to find out its origins. I found this chilling story of a victim of the Nazi's. Now I'm sad and need a break from writing.
Ya know, we all think we have it bad. We are in a recession, healthcare sucks, our internet is on the fritz, we can't afford the next Call of Duty, we missed VAMPS in concert because we couldn't afford to fly out the shows, school stress is driving me to smoke after I just quit . Well, stories like 18 year old Helga Deen's really brings things into perspective, doesn't it.
This is for Helga and for all those who've suffered oppression, unjust imprisonment, persecution, and genocide...
Click to viewIn the courtyard, birds singing
Through the window, bells ringing
Oh so tall and wide, these confining walls
I look upon the world below
Sorrow seals our lips tightly
Horror stalks our sleep nightly
But my heart escapes from this attic room
I'm running freely though the town
I remember, remember you
I remember, still close to you
No need to fear the distance here
Peace is shattered by oppression
Tainted oil meets rejection
Yes and just in case I should soon return
My secret letters I will leave
I remember, remember you
I remember, still close to you
No need to fear the distance here
Boarding the train I'm taking one last look
I'll keep these memories with me forever.
We don't have it that bad after all, do we.