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NightBy: Elie WieselGracie Davis

"Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky" (34).

If fortunate, the prisoners received little portions of food in the evenings: bread, margarine, and soup. However, these rations barely kept them from starving to death. People would often kill for extra rations.

"An infinitely long train, composed of roofless cattle cars. The SS shoved us inside, a hundred per car: we were so skinny! When everybody was on broad, the convoy left" (97).

"The three 'veteran' prisoners, needles in hand, tattooed numbers on our left arms. I became A-7713. From then on, I had no other name" (42).

Anyone who stole or broke major camp rules was hanged in front of their fellow prisoners. In some cases, the captives being hanged weren't heavy enough to die immediately so they lingered between life and death for several minutes.

Before the Jews were taken to concentration camps, they were forced to wear Stars of David to identify the religion they practiced. The Jews were then moved to isolated areas called ghettos where German soldiers patrolled the streets.

Elie, his father, and the rest of the prisoners were forced to run twenty kilometers through snow with barely anything to keep themselves warm or fed. People were dying very often. A boy running beside Elie had been one of those who could not run any longer and got trampled by the crowd.

The prisoners slept in shabby bunkers. Some of the camps had bunkers with floors made of mud, others were made of cement. The prisoners also had to share the cots with each other because there was a limited amount.

"One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me" (115).

"'Men to the left! Women to the right!' Eight words spoken quietly, indifferently, without emotion. Yet that was the moment I left my mother. ... I didn't know that this was the moment in time and the place where I was leaving my mother and Tzipora forever" (29).


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