The Night of Horror
Bliss shatters one rainy night in September. Nazi forces tighten their grip on Łódź, rounding up Jews for deportation. A neighbor, Janek—once a friend of Elias—succumbs to the lure of a bounty and betrays the family. The SS storms their home under cover of darkness, rifles glinting like malevolent eyes.
What follows is gut-wrenching: Elias is dragged into the street, beaten as Miriam watches from the attic, her small fists clenched around a splintered beam. Rivka screams for the children to hide, but Samuel and Levi are pulled from their beds, their cries silenced. Rivka fights fiercely, clawing at a soldier’s face, but is struck down.
Miriam, hidden in the attic, hears every sound—the wet thuds, the guttural commands, the final choking silence. At just 13, she is the sole survivor. Covered in her mother’s blood that seeps through the floorboards, she whispers the lie that will become her shield:
“I’m not Miriam. I’m Anna Nowak.”
Clutching her notebook like a talisman, she slips out a back window into the night, beginning an odyssey that will test every fiber of her being.
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