A/N: I don't own twilight or any of its characters...I just want to use them :)
April 10, 1933
I couldn't breathe.
It was dark, damp, and smelled of death. I couldn't tell how big the moving room was, or where it started, or where it began.
The last thing I saw was the faces of the SS guards lining my family and hundreds of others onto a platform, where I had passed out from the smell of rotting flesh.
I woke up to find myself without an inch of space, my body pressed against something on all sides. I felt trapped. All I could hear were the moans and cries of many innocents, facing the same fate as I.
I squinted my eyes to try and find a sliver of light in the room, but I couldn't find any. Even if there had been, I wouldn't have seen it, for all of the body's that filled the area.
As I began to panic, I called out, "Mama!"
After several moments of listening to the silence of my cry, I heard her.
"Bella? Geliebte, is that you?"
"Mama! Mama, what's going on?"
Silence. I squeezed my eyes shut. I had begun to feel lightheaded. After what seemed an eternity, I realized she was crying.
"Mama, where's Papa? Where's Lizzy?"
"Right here, Liebling, I've got them. Are you hurt?"
Not hearing my Mother, I heard a new sound. The sound of my Papa crying.
Before I could ask him what was the matter, the door creaked open, and before I knew it, I had fallen out of the room, having the door which was supporting me and many others fall away.
Before I could even move, I heard the most beautiful voice drift to my overtired ears.
"Auf deine Füße!" it said.
And then the world went dark.