Mr. Madden-
Word's can not express how one feels when seeing these images flash before you, but I'll try my best. The one image that caught my attention, my eyes, and my heart was that image of the dark starving, hungry, eyes of the children, as they huddled together their small, frail, skeleton bodies to keep one another warm from the bitter cold and the complete loneliness, hopelessness, and despair that they felt, they were so young and not knowing, not understanding, they were innocence lost. What was their life like at these horrible camps? Working, shooting, gas chambers, crematoriums, starvation, beatings, they were so little, so young, so innocent. When the song "If you saw me in Heaven" played, my heart ached for those children who died so young, not getting a chance to grow, see, and experience the world. To some these death camps were all they knew, being brought in as young babies and checking out too early from this world. These children did not belong in Heaven. I saw these horrifying images, I felt their pain, I heard their story, all in hope that man realizes that this tragedy should never happen again. The destruction, brutality, horror, the innocence lost.
Those dark, hungry eyes.-Kera Turner