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luvablelilmonster
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That day had started out as just another normal day. Juliet Berkovich had gotten up early to dress for classes and she'd woken up her little sister, Annabelle to walk her to school as well. Would Jeremiah be there to walk with her as he did every day? She wondered this as she ran her simple wooden hairbrush through her long deep brown hair, her sparkling chesnut eyes looking into the mirror of the bathroom at the flowing waves of hair. Her mind wandered from wishing her nose were smaller to being overly proud of her hand-me-down school uniform. Her blouse was white due to a hardcore bleaching from her mother, and her pleated plaid skirt was rising just above her knees, revealing knee-high white stockings and shining black mary jane shoes. She smiled a bit, excited to be going to school. She loved her mother dearly, but she also knew the older woman was tired of them both and needed a break during the day. She finished preparing for school and bounced into the living room, glancing to the golden menorah on the fireplace and her face lit up. Tonight would be the very first night of Hanukkah. She felt the joy rise in her chest as she called out for Annabelle and she opened the front door, waiting for the small girl to appear in the room beside her. Once she was sure they were both ready for their first day of school, Juliet swung the door open and froze in her tracks. The figure in the door was not that of Jeremiah, but of a tall man in a German soldier's uniform, staring down at them. He had others behind him, but by his clothes he was obviously the Sergant. Juliet felt the joy of Hanukkah to come die and a new swirl of emotions - Hate, anger, fear - welled inside her chest as she pushed her 6 year old sister behind her. She knew her 19 year old frame would not protect the girl for long, but it didn't matter.
The war had started only 8 months ago, but it seemed like a lifetime of people disappearing and Jews having to wear the 'Jude' pennant on their clothes. Juliet hated the war, she didn't understand why it was necessary, but what could one girl do? Her family had had to move away to be able to send Juliet and Annabelle to a school that accepted Jews and their father had lost his job and was not searching for a new one daily. This war had torn their lives to shreads, and now there were Nazis at her front door. She made no move to run because she knew there would be nowhere to go, and no cry for help for she knew there would be none. She just looked up into this tall man's cold eyes, the color of ice, as she knew his heart was. Any man willing to be a Nazi had to have a heart of ice. She spoke, trying to keep the hatred and bitterness out of her voice as Annabelle's tiny hands clung to her own trembling ones.
"Y-yes? May I help you?"
The war had started only 8 months ago, but it seemed like a lifetime of people disappearing and Jews having to wear the 'Jude' pennant on their clothes. Juliet hated the war, she didn't understand why it was necessary, but what could one girl do? Her family had had to move away to be able to send Juliet and Annabelle to a school that accepted Jews and their father had lost his job and was not searching for a new one daily. This war had torn their lives to shreads, and now there were Nazis at her front door. She made no move to run because she knew there would be nowhere to go, and no cry for help for she knew there would be none. She just looked up into this tall man's cold eyes, the color of ice, as she knew his heart was. Any man willing to be a Nazi had to have a heart of ice. She spoke, trying to keep the hatred and bitterness out of her voice as Annabelle's tiny hands clung to her own trembling ones.
"Y-yes? May I help you?"