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giannaroberts's review against another edition
3.0
Graphic: Genocide
maiahhtratchh's review against another edition
4.0
Graphic: Death, Genocide, and Death of parent
noclermi's review against another edition
3.5
Graphic: Cursing and Genocide
Moderate: Physical abuse
Minor: Sexual content
acceyer's review against another edition
Graphic: Child death, Death, Genocide, Hate crime, Antisemitism, Grief, and War
poopsock's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Child death, Death, Genocide, Torture, Violence, Antisemitism, Death of parent, and Murder
a_d's review against another edition
2.5
Graphic: Genocide, Torture, Antisemitism, and Murder
Moderate: Death of parent
morgemort's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Death, Genocide, Gun violence, Hate crime, Physical abuse, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Forced institutionalization, Police brutality, Religious bigotry, Death of parent, and Injury/Injury detail
birdy117's review against another edition
5.0
“Never shall I forget that night….
“Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the faces of the children……
“ Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith, forever. Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes. Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.”
And never should we forget.
I did add trigger warnings. But this is after all, a history of Mr. Wiesel and his imprisonment at Auschwitz. This is suitable for a teenager to read, say 13/14+ with guidance. After all a 15/16 year old lived it.
Graphic: Child death, Death, Genocide, Physical abuse, Torture, Violence, Grief, Death of parent, and Murder
amy_thompson854's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Death, Genocide, Violence, Antisemitism, Death of parent, Murder, and War
gorg_j's review against another edition
“NEVER SHALL I FORGET that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.”
“He liked my shoes; I would not let him have them. Later, they were taken from me anyway. In exchange for nothing, that time.”
“But deep inside, I knew that to sleep meant to die. And something in me rebelled against that death.
Death, which was settling in all around me, silently, gently. It would seize upon a sleeping person, steal into him and devour him bit by bit. Next to me, someone was trying to awaken his neighbor, his brother, perhaps, or his comrade. In vain. Defeated, he lay down too, next to the corpse, and also fell asleep. Who would wake him up? ”
Graphic: Genocide, Physical abuse, Violence, Antisemitism, Murder, and War