Monday 1 September 1941

Today I was walking home from school, I saw two soilders fixing a truck, then a little boy jumped out and ran. The soilders said don't move or i will shoot boy!, so then they picked him up and shoved his little hiney into the truck and drove off. I followed the truck and found myself in a strange place, I was feeling a bit nervous at first but then I met some people in striped pyjamas and I promised them to come back with some food tomorrow.