my book

yesterday i recieve for the third time my book. i have a book i really love. it make me cry, and it make me feel like a little worm shut in a little cristal box in this world. it make me feel anger, guts, impotence, shame, it make me feel shame of what my problems are and i feel i have nothing to ask to God. It make me feel grateful, and free. It make me feel powerful and at the same time mediocre. It make me feel rage for all the hideous people in this beautiful world. It gives me strength to fight, to hope, to believe, to do something. To Help People. And it make me smile.

Hitler's ovens; olga lengyel