Dear Journal,

My life here in the concentration camp is like nothing anybody has ever imagined.I was transported here by train. So far I have been here for a little over a month. Nobody that I know is still alive. They have all died from starvation or have been executed. I fear I might soon be executed as well. I am getting sick and if I get too sick to work they will kill me. I also haven’t eaten in two days. I must eat today to survive, although the food here caries many diseases and many people just get sick from eating the food and are executed. If I don’t eat today, I will soon die. I actually might not care if I die. This place is so horrible I have almost lost the will to live. The only thing I have to wear is a colored outfit with a yellow triangle, indicating that I am a Jew. They kill more of us than anybody. My living conditions here are treacherous. We are cramped into tiny little barroks. We sleep in little wooden bunks that are very overcrowded. There is no water at all, no plumbing. Disease here is spreading very rapidly. It seems that the number of people that die double each day. There is a doctor here but the only thing that he does is experiment on people and if you’re chosen to be experimented on, you will die from it. Every body is fenced in with no free space to roam. The fences are barbed wire and they are electrical. There are soldiers guarding every inch of the fence to make sure nobody leaves, so there is no way to escape. I must go to work now, or they will kill me. If I am injured at work today they will kill me also. I do not know what tomorrow holds for me. Maybe I can write again tomorrow, if I survive today

Sincerely,

Mark