Reflections on Hell

Plot

INTRODUCTION
This is my story of the holocaust, in short, without all the details of my personal sufferings, and of what I have seen others suffer in Poland and in Germany in four concentration camps. I tell it even though I never liked to talk about my past and what I lived through. Because whenever I start talking about those horrific times in my life, I feel like I am living it through again in real.
But now, some of my children and grandchildren asked me to somehow tell them about my past in the camps. Since they saw the movie Schindler's List their interest in the Jewish suffering increased.
Some of the sufferings each one of us survivors lived through were so savage that it is hard to believe that human beings are capable of causing such horrible things to other human beings.
Up to date, occasionally I dream about the camps I was in and in a short time I live through a big part of those horrors and I start yelling in my sleep, so loud that my wife wakes me up, so the neighbors shouldn't think that something else is happening in our house.
I was eleven years old when the Germans won the war with Poland. We lived in a small underdeveloped town in 1939 with no electricity or running water or bathrooms in the homes. When they marched through our town, none stayed in our town but they passed by very often until the end of 1940. Then they started to come and stay for a few hours and demand from the Jewish authorities twenty or thirty Jewish young boys for some kind of work for the military. They put them on trucks and nobody ever heard from them again.