Dreams of a lost mind

It happened during the Second World War. Me and two of my friends ended up working as housekeepers in a polish city under Nazi occupation. One day, thanks to a coincidence I met the Führer himself. He recognized me as not being part of the Untermensch (subhuman race), in fact, seeing my blond hair and blue eyes, he somehow wanted to protect me. He wanted to do it indirectly, by tying some kind of beige thread on my finger, so the executioners would recognize me and let me go. I was his protected child. I felt safe.
One day going home from work I got trapped in a crowd of Jews in their way to the gas chambers. I tried to escape this chaos; I tried to show one of the soldiers that I have 'The Thread'...but guess what...it had disappeared. I got pushed to 'the showers'. It was the longest walk of my life. I couldn't stop and take a breath. There was neither time, nor air for that. I was part of the crowd, part of this stream of screams and hopes that ended up in history.


PS.: I know these days haven't been the easiest, but come on...not that much of a holocaust :P