ABSTRACT
I remember that when I first came to the camp after our exhausting and terrible march from the train station I was in shock. People were marching and running around in striped uniforms that resembled pajamas. I had never seen anything remotely like this before. In terms of the chaos and the constant motion of the inmates it reminded me of a three-ring circus. No one gave us any idea as to how long we would be there, but we didn’t think we’d come out alive. It was as if we had been deposited on another planet. I felt that after this I wouldn’t go to hell anymore because I was already there. In those early days, in 1939, Germany seemed all-powerful and we didn’t expect the Germans to lose.
