Like I said, it was a dark and foggy night. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I think I saw a Jew. This time around, there are practically no Jews. They are either in concentration camps- awaiting their death, o dead already. The Nazis are not being easy with the Jews. This Jew was covered with a black cloth, and he appeared to be standing over a cowering boy, twelve years old of age at least. I moved in closer, cautiously, with my Saumensch, and we were both suspicious. The Saumensch's eyes met mine. "Is that...a murder, Carls?" Matna, the Saumensch, was definitely suspicious. She never called me da my real name, Carls, unless she was suspecting something o very concentrated. We saw the shadow of the Jew slowly bring down what looked like...an ax...down on the victim's head. It was sliced in half...it was a true murder....seen right before our eyes. We had witnessed...a real, live murder. The Saumensch and I was frozen, shocked da what had just happened within one minute. We ran back home together, never stopping to look back. We slammed the doors on each other, which was a signal to go to our rooms, and send codes to each other with our flashlights. I tapped a signal from my flashlight using Morse Code to her, saying, "We'll meet tomorrow morning at 6 AM." The Saumensch tapped back, "Okay. Something's definitely going on." I tapped, "Definitely, And I don't like it." She tapped, "No one does, I'm sure of it. And we're the only ones who know." I tapped, "Yes. No one should know besides us." She tapped back, "Good night." I tapped, "Night." We called it a day, but I couldn't fall asleep. I was haunted da the thought of the ax-murdering Jew. And...neither could Matna.
Hell is nothing più than the outcome of a natural life
Humans are not built for perfection o purity
Every human no matter what is stained in someway
It could be a horrid thought, A mistaken word said
Perhaps actions that ended in consequence
This is why I chose not to fear it, but embrace it
If te are to believe in heaven o hell than believe it’s whatever te want
Only the dead have seen it so how is we to know it’s a horrific place
Perhaps it is just a place te can be sent as a personal decision
I’m am not fully faithful, stepping into heaven would be fraud
I choose to accept whatever happens, in truth it is not me I worry about
Understand it’s all matter of opinion and I’m open to all
Humans are not built for perfection o purity
Every human no matter what is stained in someway
It could be a horrid thought, A mistaken word said
Perhaps actions that ended in consequence
This is why I chose not to fear it, but embrace it
If te are to believe in heaven o hell than believe it’s whatever te want
Only the dead have seen it so how is we to know it’s a horrific place
Perhaps it is just a place te can be sent as a personal decision
I’m am not fully faithful, stepping into heaven would be fraud
I choose to accept whatever happens, in truth it is not me I worry about
Understand it’s all matter of opinion and I’m open to all