For this week, I'm going to be doing a "Pure Emotion" type blog post on Prisoner B-3087, by Alan Gratz. My blog post this week is going to be similar to last week's. Yanek lived a normal life, a happy young boy who goes to school, plays outside, had a loving family and lived a happy, fear-free, normal life. Never had he though that he would lose his family at a very young age and for him and his fellow Jews to live such a cruel life, but in just a snap, his parents, uncle, aunts, cousins, and his people died. It all went so fast. At a very young age, he has seen things, that no one should ever see, done things that no one should go through. He lost the people he loved. What could be worse than that? Knowing that your family died in a harsh is really painful. Just imagine how hurt he was. He wanted to cry, but he can't without being watched. His uncle, his only family left, the only person that could've comforted him, can't even freely talk to him without being harshly observed by the Nazi soldiers. Just imagine, living under the harsh hands of the Nazi soldiers. Just imagine, a 14 year old, restraining himself from crying because he knew that he had to be strong. He had to be tough with all the things happening around him, thinking about the family he lost will cause emotional wreck. Just think of yourself in his shoes. How much pain you'd go through. Won't you wish that you can just to be alone in a room cry, and have a family to comfort? If you were him, wouldn't you just commit suicide to end your pathetic tiring, pitiful and, depressing life.
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