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The sirens went off when we were all about to evacuate, we all returned to our blocks, it was too late for evacuation.
Grenades, gun shots all going off, all of us children returned to the block, staying flat on the floor, waiting for the fighting to be over.
At about six o'clock, the first American tank stood at the entrance gates of the camp Buchenwald.
The first thing all of us prisoners did was eat bread, no one else thought of revenge they just thought of eating bread.
I don't feel so good, I wonder if I am gonna die
Who is this man staring at me in the mirror?
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