It was 1941 and Elie and his family were living their wonderful lives in Sighet, Transylvania. Then the beginning of the worst chapter of Elie Wiesel's life began, his family was put into a ghetto in Sighet by the German Nazis. They watched as their friends and family were slowly being taken and transported to an unknown place. Elie and his family were then taken to a smaller and more crowded ghetto to soon be transported.
The day soon came for the family to be taken away from their beloved home. They all arrived at Auschwitz but the men and women were soon separated. Elie later found out that his youngest sister and mother were both killed immediately due to their age. Elie and his father were transported to a new camp called Buchenwald, in Germany.
When arriving at the camp all of the men had their heads shaved and numbers tattooed on their arms. Everyone was required to remove their clothes and get new (actually really old and raggedy) clothes. Elie and his father both lied about their ages and they were both sent to work in a warehouse for electrical equipment. Both of them were beaten by their Kapo named Idek for different reasons, as were many other people.
The intense cold was brutal for many people and it caused frostbite and even some deaths. Elie's foot was actually injured and got worse from the cold, and he had to go to the camp's hospital. When word got out that the Russians were coming, Elie fled the hospital to be with his father. They had to decide whether or not they wanted to stay or evacuate and they chose to go with everyone else on a grueling march to Gleiwitz. Elie later found out that the prisoners that stayed at the hospital were liberated by the Red Army.
The men that couldn't continue the run or slowed down were shot and killed. Elie and his father made it to the camp and they were apart of the 12 that survived, with a starting number of about 100. At the camp, Elie's father was beaten by his bunkmates and he got severely sick. He begged Elie to let him go and to let him have water, but that only made him worse. One morning Elie woke up and saw that his father was gone, assuming he was taken to the crematorium and would be dead by now.
At the end of Elie's suffering, he is taken to a hospital to heal and get rest. In his hospital room, he sees a mirror, but what he sees makes him very uneasy. As he's looking in the mirror he doesn't see Elie Wiesel, but instead a cold, dead looking boy.