Prologue:  Flashback

An: Ok since I'm working on this World War II project I decided to write a story of the Holocaust. K? I hope u like!

"I remember the war like it was just yesterday." An Old man about seventy said as he rocked slowly in his rocking chair, reminiscing on the past.
"World War II was the worst war yet I remember the looks on those innocent Jews faces as they were shipped off to concentration Camps, unprepared for what was to come." The old man sighed and ran his fragile, bony fingers through his gray hair, which rested a top of a weird football shape of a head.

"I remember everything, but what I remember the most was….Helga. She was a young Jew about my age, trapped in the cruel world of prejudice and was punished for the wrong she so wrongly didn't commit. She, just like millions of others, did nothing wrong to deserve this, this sick twisted punishment! People lost there lives!" The old man's voice cracked as he tried to hold back tears.

"But the problem was I loved her, I loved Helga G. Pataiki! The Nazi weren't supposed to fall in love, well not with a Jew anyways. If only…."

AN: that's the prologue sorry it was short but I had to do it! The rest from here on out is Flashback, but maybe once it a while it will got to present tense. Well Review!! Tell me what ya think!!

*~*SassyAngel*~