I was cleaning the street when I saw it lying there where the old jail used to stand. It was a torn up old looking book. So I decided to go over and pick it up to see what type of book it was. When I opened it up, the first page read... Its August 5, 1942 and I was arrested on August 2,1942 for working with the Dutch resistance, a group that helped set the Jews free. Being imprisoned left me with a lot of time on my hands. I gathered all of my journals together and wrote one journal on my past life. At the same time I pray that I will have a future. Right then I knew what I had come up on. It was a journal of from the Holocaust. My name is Gideon Boissevain, but most people call me Gi. I was bo
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