No matter how hard you try I doubt you will be able to even imagine what it would be like putting dozens of people – dozens of good people to death just because of their religion every single day. I am not one of the sick and twisted people who enjoy doing this – no – I am one of those people who get stuck in a situation and they just can’t get out. Beating children and women is cruel and there is no reason for it. I don’t discriminate against people biased on their religion or race or gender. Because after all, who is to say that the good people are made white instead of black or are Christian instead of Jewish. There are many people who think the way I do and then again there are many people who don’t. If I had to say the hardest part of being a guard at concentration camps is knowing that the only thing that separates the guards from the people being slaughtered every day is their religion – their beliefs.
I got forced into working here as an ultimatum. I was either going to be put to death or I was the one that was going to be the one putting other people to death. I had messed up for a little while and it resulted in jail. My family was disappointed so I figured I would do anything to get out of jail just so they would be proud of me again. So I jumped at the opportunity before I even heard what the job in tales. So now I just do whatever the boss orders. Wheither it is beating up an woman because she was being obnoxious or putting a baby to death because it wouldn’t stop crying. Life here is hard for both groups and there is nothing you can do to fix it.
Once this is all over I don’t think I will look at life the same way again. I wont be too afraid to stop and take in my surroundings or look at the sunny side of life. I kind of think of it like an obligation, to all those who lives have been taken. I feel like I have to live their lives for them because they can’t.
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