History of Sorts

They did not like my smile; at least, I don’t think they did. Why else do they hate me so much?

They did not like my smile, but I couldn’t help it, I’m a child, and I am supposed to be happy and cheerful.

They didn’t like my kind, but I didn’t understand I was not different from them.

They didn’t like me being kind. I am a teenager; it is what I do. My parents taught me to be kind and respect others.

They did not like my smile. Why am I so offensive to them?

They did not like my smile. Why?

They didn’t like me to be alive.

They killed me. I am Peter Ginz. I was born in 1928 in Prague, Czechoslovakia, and was murdered in Terezin in 1943.