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    A Soldier's DeathOut of the corner of my eye, I saw a large camp. Men and women suffering at the hands of these Nazi criminals. We approached with the camp rifles raised, sweat running down our heads. We arrived at the last treeline before camp when we stopped. “Abraham, you go around the back,” I whispered, “Zelda, you go around to the right.” “Who put you in charge,” Zelda said angrily. “I was put in charge when it got personal,” I said, grabbing Zelda and punching him at almost three o'clock. I walked to the front door and crouched down. I waited until both men were in sight, then I jumped up, shot the man on the right in the chest, turned around and shot the man on the left in the head . I took two steps forward and jumped over the fence. To my left, Abraham had just shot down two patrolling Nazis. To my right, Zelda had shot a man in the head, then turned to her left just in time to see a bullet hit him just below his ribs. I looked at him, he let out a cry then waved his hand twice, which was the signal to continue without him. I rushed to meet Abraham behind what looked like a base for the Germans inside the camp. I met Abraham behind the base, we were both panting like our dogs at home after an early morning run. “I’ll take the base, you start freeing the prisoners,” I whispered to Abraham. “How am I supposed to do that,” Abraham asked me with a confused tone. “With this,” I said, smiling and tossing him a set of keys that once hung on a Nazi belt. “D 'Okay, what do you want me to do when I find them,' Abraham asked. 'Gather them up and meet me in the back, and we're not leaving without mom,' I told him. I saw the only window in the entire base blow out and break it in. To my left, boots were coming at the end of the corridor... in the middle of a newspaper... there is an American base 40 kilometers away. here,” I shouted to make sure he heard me. “I will not leave you,” Abraham cried. I was almost crying. “Go,” I said loudly. “Follow me,” Abraham shouted to the Jews. Darkness was closing in, but I knew I couldn't let the Germans kill the group. Using all my strength, I grabbed my rifle and started shooting. The Germans were falling left and right, but they spotted me. The Germans turned around and started shooting. Fire then sharp pain in my arm. I watched the blood gush from my arm as I stepped back. I had been shot in the other shoulder. I could only see shapes now. I started shooting towards the sky, I couldn't control my hand. Hot lead pierced my throat and I began to shake. Everything went dark except for a light at the end of the tunnel. I went into the light and all was silent, I had finally found peace.