Sirens were blown across the Israeli Country today marking the anniversary of the Holocaust. My first time being in Israel when the sirens were whooing like there was a war I was shocked how many people stopped what they were doing and stood still out of respect for all those 6 Million Jews that were murdered. I was on my way to the airport and I couldn't believe how everyone stops there lives that very moment to remember those that have perished. As I had closed my eyes trying to put my self in that position the Jews were in, i just couldn't. It’s so unreal, and I can't even imagine how bad it was. Today marks another anniversary of WW2. We heard the stories of different survivors, we tend to forget after a while but they never do. 65 years since the war has ended and those survivors still have nightmares and have fear of taking showers because it reminds them of the gas chambers.
Others hoard meat in pillow cases because they fear going hungry. Today is the only day that we can somewhat try to freeze time and imagine what it must have been like. It's terrible what happened to all those Jewish people, they were just like you and me with personal lives, with problems with dreams. These people were so hungry for just a drink of water! Does it make since that their are people like the nazi in this world?? If it was you who lived in those ghettos would u survive the starvation, raping, murdered, spits, punches, kicks, experiments?
Lots of survivors ended up in Mental hospitals with no one to watch over them and every night they wake up with screams "the nazis are coming". These are the forgotten people, we read in our history books and we meet survivors that tell us their stories but when we go home we forget. Why would they want to tell us? Why would they want to live it over and over again? Would that give them closure? Why do they want us to know so badly? And the only answer I come up with is that they don't want to be forgotten. 
Remember me when you complain of your hard life, remember me when you are surrounded by your loved ones, remember me when you eat your bread and when you sleep so peacefully. Remember me when you add a pair of shoes to your 100 collections, remember me when you are sitting next to your lover, remember me when your children tell you I love you. For I am forgotten, I sit hear alone counting the days when i will no longer remember the pain and sorrow. Please don't forget me for I was treated like a dog when i could barley speak, treated like a rat when I could barely eat, beaten almost to death for just wanting to drink. I sit here in silence and my time has froze, only my body ages but my memory is fresh. As much as I want to forget, you don't forget me.
