name Mary Steinham. I was taking to a place they called Auschwitz. What I did to deserve to be here I do not recall. I wish to be free to dance one last time.

They cut my hair and looked at my teeth. Then they told me to remove my clothing. I was stuck with needles and given tattered cloths to wear, and led to a dark, damp room where I sit now with only my thoughts to occupy the time.

Someday I will be free again.

I remember my mother giving me a yellow star to wear. How naive I was then.

What are they going to do to me now? I heard screaming through the walls as if they, the walls, were screaming themselves. I wish to dance one last time.

What was today, I wondered. Maybe it is Monday. I would have been able to to dance today. I could picture myself pirouetting across the floor. I could almost feel the Nutcracker Suite deep across in my soul. I felt freedom when I danced, I felt free.

My family, I thought to myself. My brother, my father, my mother, they need me. Even though I knew I would never see them again. How I knew this I did not know. But I knew I would dance for them freely one last time.

Mother, I thought, my mind flashed back to the day she gave me my first long tights and pink ballet shoes. How much I had cherished them. Father, I thought, after I graduated onto points he bought me my first record of Swan Lake. I played it so much, I knew it so well. For me it never grew old. Now it was a distant memory. Memories...... my dear brother Joel. I turned 11 years.

It has our picture in it. It was gone forever now. I felt such hatred. Someday they all would be free.

One single tear fell slowly down my face. Grandpa, why my grandpa? I had seen it all, our poor old grandpa. He fought to save our beloved grandma's life even though she was already gone. They shot him. Freely the tears danced down my face.

I stood up in the small dark cell and began to move, weak from hunger, weak from exhaustion, the music gave me strength. I heard it in my mind, I felt it in my bones. Oh the pain, but I danced on. I danced for my mother, my father, my brother, grandparents. But more importantly I danced for me. I danced to be free.

Two days later Mary Steinham was to be used for a medical experiment. They found her dead in her cell but with a look of freedom etched in her soul.

Alana Ming Warwick Academy The naughty little boy One time in Africa there lived a boy who laughed a lot. The boy laughed at a man with a crooked leg and a girl with only two fingers. He went home laughing. His mom said you better stop laughing at people. The next day he and his mom went to the train station and saw a man with a crooked leg. The boy laughed at the man and the boy turned into nothing.

Sabrina Gomez Elliott School I have lots of fun in Tennessee I went to Tennessee. My granny lives in Tennessee. So do my cousins Justin and Brian. My auntie and uncle live in Tennessee also. My auntie and uncle live right next to my granny's house.

They have a farm with pigs that had piglets. They have over 100 cows in the field. They also have 13 horses and five foals. They have three baby cows, turkeys, chickens and ducks. They all lay a lot of eggs. Sometimes deer come into the field, and wild bunnies hop around.

I go to the mall a lot with all of them. We buy lots of clothes and food for the animals. We go to Chucky Cheese. It is a lot of fun. I win lots of prizes.

My hobbies are planting and art. My friends are Kelly, Shay-la, Danielle Zola, Jasalle, and Juanae. My teacher is named Mrs. Minors. I go to Port Royal School.

Nicole Wilkinson Age:8 years Primary 4 Port Royal Primary