World War II Story

Jacques, Jacob and Pierre, were having a friendly reunion with each other on a peaceful Sunday night. Jacques and his friends were dedicating the night to talk against the Nazis, and how they invaded their country, France. It was June 29 of 1940; just one week after the Germans occupied France.
“This is the end for our country!”
“Jacques, don’t talk like that, we still have hope, maybe other countries like The United States will save us”
“Don’t get your hopes up Jacob, if it were so then they would have never let the Nazis invade France”
“Ok gentlemen; let us stop talking about this. Do you want to hear something funny? What is black and white and red all over?”
“What?”
“It’s a newspaper”
“That makes no sense Pierre”
“Really Jacques, the paper is white, the ink is black, and it’s red all over. As in every one reads it all over the place”
“Oh! Okay” said Jacques laughing
Suddenly, there was aloud noise almost as if the door had been knocked down, (which it had been). The men got really scared and froze in place. Then, they saw a group of soldiers; it appeared to be Nazi soldiers. That couldn’t mean anything good.
“Which one of you is Jacob Levi?” Ask one of the soldiers while the rest of the group where searching for something in the room.
“Jacob came out of the “croud”, and said “I am that Jew you are looking for”
Immediately the soldier said “Get your stuff”
But Jacob was not in his house so he had nothing to pack, instead he pretended to go to one of the rooms in the house. Very quickly he wrote a note for Jacques:
“Please tell my wife that I love her very much. Jacques, I know you will not see me again, but for my sake let the world know what is happening, write an article against the Nazis. Don’t let them destroy our country. Wish me good luck, I will need it”
Jacob walked out accompanied by the soldiers. Pierre and Jacques witnessed his exit. After that the room went silent, neither Jacques or Pierre dares to speak another word, they were in shock.
Jacques spent many days trying to write an article that would make the Nazis look bad and mad, but that was hard. He didn’t want to get arrested for it.
Days passed, and this idea was getting tiring, so he finally decided that Jacob was his friend, and he should be brave, for his country and for his friend. He finally came at with something good, it was something like this:
No more Nazis

After we’ve seen what the Nazis have done, and are still doing in my country there is only one think that comes to my mint, NO MORE NAZIS. People of France we should fight together, fight for our country, fight for our freedom, fight for our children. Let’s demonstrate to the Nazis that we are not afraid of then…
His friend Pierre was a journalist in Le Monde. Jacques showed him what he wrote. Pierre read the article, he was horrified, but he knew he had no other choice, so he decided to publish it.
One day after the article was published, 10 soldiers came in bursting into Le Monde building. They were looking for the person who wrote the article. 30 minutes later the Nazi soldiers stomped through the door of Jacques office, and took a screaming Jacques Dubois out. Everybody in the neighborhood saw his exit.
When Jacques wake up he could not remember anything, except being pulled out of his office, and being hit so hard by so many men that he closed his eyes. Now he found himself in an irritating smelling pitch black, and over filled wooden cart. Everything looked horrible. There were kids crying madly, people standing up and vomiting and the stink of necessities against his own face. This was a nightmare, he loudly asked if they where all Jews. Everybody looked up him, but nobody answer. The trip took about two more days. During that time there were no food, or drink for anybody.
Jacques closed his eyes and dreamed with the fresh air of the forest, and the wonderful smell of the spring. But when the doors opened, he got the horrible smell of burning flesh. An officer made them line up in a straight line.
“When you enter we will take anything of value you have with you, any one found with gold or silver amulet will be kill” said the officer screaming to all of them. Jacques gave his watch and a gold medal, but did not give in his journal and pen. For the tree days that he spent in Auschwitz, he wrote about was happening to him:
July 5th, 1940
I am stuck sleeping on the dirty, bad smelling floor with very sick people around. I keep asking me if I did the right thing. While I am writing this two more people die. I hardly feel anything.
Jacques Dubois


July 6th, 1940
Today the officers wake me up at about 6:00 a.m. They asked us to take all our cloth of, because we were going to take a shower. This would of been my first shower since the day the Nazis captured me. But unfortunately there was no soap, and we ended putting on the same clothes.

July 7th, 1940
I am really hungry and about to die of thirst. I am also so tired; I hardly get a chance to sleep. I keep thinking that this probably will be my last day. I don’t know how long I will last. Soldiers keep on taking people from my cabin that are never seen again. I wonder what they are doing to them. In France some people where talking about a gas that can kill many called Zyclon-B gas. And this smells…
Jacques Dubois died in July 7th, 1940. He was sent to a gas chamber. His journal was one of the things that the soldiers from the United States found when the war was over.