Journal ~ 4
I met up with Shmuel and he tried to get me into the gated area. I found a hole big enough for me to fit through. I went through and Smhuel helped me dress into the pajamas. They were kind of big but it’s okay, I wasn’t going to stay for too long. We search and searched but couldn’t find the dad. We kept searching until we spotted this long line of men walking. There is a man with a gun yelling at us to get in line. I’ll be back.
We marched for what seemed like years. I can’t feel my legs, they feel like they’re going to collapse. It’s raining, i’m cold, i’m wet, and im starving. Luckily we’re at a bunker probably to stay in and wait for the rain to go away. We were put into a room and were told to take off our clothes. I think it’s because they’re going to clean it from all of the dirt. I’m comfortable with Smhuel so it’s okay. We’re being told to walk into a room with a metal door. I can’t bring my journal in so I have to leave it here. I’m kind of afraid. Smhuel’s holding my hand and I never want to go. I promise I’ll be back! Bye for now!
