In the comic strip, I wrote about Anja's Grandparents being taken away by the Nazi's to Auschwitz. The narrative that I choose was the one on the grandparent's perspective on their way to Auschwitz after being discovered by the Nazi's in hiding. I used different speech bubbles to show the context of each person talking and to explain what happens in the end to the grandmother. I also used different backgrounds to show the traveling that they went through and to make each panel stand out more to show more information to the reader. For the midground, I made sure to have the characters have different facial expressions to show how they were feeling or might have felt in that situation.
We were discovered by the Nazi's and were escorted to the train station for our final destination, Auschwitz.
We were forced onto a train filled with 50 to 60 other Jews compiled into one small train car that smelled like death and sickness.
We were in that train car for what felt like an eternity. We saw towns come and go, people glare at us every time we stopped to pick up more Jews and even a fight broke out between some Poland's and arrested Jews because we were supposedly looking at them funny.
Once we arrived at Auschwitz, my husband and I were separated, and that was the last time that I would ever see him again. I later found out that he found a friend who helped him to escape under a false identity.
One day while I was wandering around the camp, I discovered a tiny black notebook and wrote all about my journey to Auschwitz and what I believed was going to happen next to me based on all the rumors I had heard about the chambers.
A large group of us were taken from our small makeshift cabin and were placed into a large room with a metal door where once it was closed, no one could open it. I looked up to see a small cloud of gas begin to fill the room growing bigger and bigger each second to were I could no longer see, hear, or breathe.
Anja's grandmother's journal was found and was used to describe the last few moments of her life.