Murder of a child
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Just a girl, not a soldier or a politician. Just a girl, the only threat she posed was that one day her smiley face would melt someone’s heart. Just a girl, no hate to be seen in her eyes. Just a girl, the only wish she had was to grow up. Just a girl, just…
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(originally posted on 10 July 2020) I have done a few hundred of these blogs now, blogs about children where I tried to bring them back to live a small bit, But when I saw the picture of Franciska Weisz something inside me broke, I know thst she is just one of 1.5 million children…
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A small boy named Jacques Maurice Duizend was just a baby—a toddler. His last name is also a number, Thousand. That is the number of years the failed Austrian artist had envisaged his ‘Reich’ to last. To achieve that two-year-old children like Jacques Maurice Duizend had to be murdered. Jacques Maurice Duizend was born in…
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Delphine Anja Jennifer Drielsma Delphine was born in Rotterdam, the Netherlands, on 19 June 1939. and murdered in Auschwitz, Poland, on 24 September 1942. She reached the age of three. A 3-year-old enemy of the state. Which state, though? In a world where shadows linger, cold and gray,A tender soul was taken far away,Innocence wrapped…
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I don’t want to be a burden to anyone, just put me in a sandpit and I’ll be happy. I am not a danger to anyone, how could I be, I am only three. All I want to do is to play with my toys, just like any other boy my age. I don’t think…
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What did you see when shot me? Did you see a threat to your life? Did you see a Monster? Did you see someone who insulted your mother or wife? Did you see a sadistic murderer? Did you feel like a hero when you pulled that trigger? Did you feel good when you saw my…
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All I want is to be treated like a Human being. I don’t want big presents or fancy food. I don’t even want to be treated like a Prince. All I want is to feel the sunlight touch my skin on a warm summer day. Or to hear the crackling of the snow under my…
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(Re-post from May 10 2018) I Color the sky, that is what my name says Himmelfarb,Sky Color But I can’t really color anything I am only 2 I am from Paris Paris, the city of love, But not for me. I was taken from there. I am only 2 and I don’t know how any…
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You will never know how it feels to fall in love and wake up every morning next to the love of your life. You will never know the anxiety of school exams. You will never know that nervousness of a first working day. You will never know how it feels like to have your teenage…
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Lest we forget, a line that is easily said. Lest we forget, it slides off the tongue—easily but, yet. Lest we forget, it used to be a sentence filled with emotion and elan. Lest we forget is now becoming a referential expression and slogan. Lest we forget, but that is what we are doing. Lest…
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