I know that what I reply on this website will not matter to some of you, you will make fun of what I have to say and what I think. That's okay, I'm here to simply share my opinion. Dan, I don't understand how in this day and age another human being can support killings of innocent people. People see that what happened then was wrong, it was completely unnecessary and unethical. To think that there is still someone just like those who committed this horrible act frightens me. I know you're most likely thinking "Yeah, you should be scared". Just do me a favor, put yourself in a Jew's place while Hitler is taking over. You still have your family, you still have your friends, the only difference, all Jewish. You are taken to a concentration camp, at the entrance, you are split from your family and from your friends. You are stripped of your clothes and are expected to work making weapons for those who hold you captive. You are deprived of food for days at a time. You wake up in cold sweats in the middle of the night from nightmares of when your time is up, and there is no one to tell you it's going to be okay, you are alone and losing yourself in thoughts of pain, sorrow, hunger, weakness, and anxiousness. You walk along the ditch, on your way to the workshop, you see thousands of lifeless bodies lying there, piled on top of each other like trash. You see your mother's body, a bullet hole through her forehead. You cannot cry because you know if you are seen shedding tears you will be shot. You keep walking, you see your best friends body, you are barely able to recognize him because the severe burns that ate away at his flesh. You are relieved to hear that Hitler has some mercy and is allowing some of the Jewish prisoners to take showers, you are included. You walk into a big room, the ceiling covered in shower heads. The Germans leave the room, closing and locking the door behind them. A deadly gas begins to seep out of the shower heads. You don't understand at first, that is until you begin to feel yourself being short of breathe. You can feel pain in your chest as if just been hit between the ribs. You begin coughing, and when you do, the back of your throat burns. You run to the door hoping you can break through. You waste all of your energy trying to open the door, it doesn't budge. You are stuck, hopeless, and can feel your lungs begin to cave in. You begin as though to cry, unfortunately, you didn't realize that was the last breathe you would take. You are gone, you are forgotten, you basically never existed. These were human beings, they were people too, just like you, just like me. Do you still support genocide?
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