The True:

Chapter One
Years ago I met your grandmother at school. She, a friend, and I played at school; We did not
play much since your grandmother was not allowed by her father, although anyway after leaving
school we spent a lot of time inventing games, playing the games we created and building things
like toy cars, bike ramps and so on. We had a lot of fun, of course we played sneakily since boys
couldn't play with girls. We did almost everything together, we played, we colored, we studied
and things like that. At school we pretended not to know each other because if they knew we
were getting together they weren't going to punish or expel from school.

The school was fascinating and had huge gardens with an awesome lake and gorgeous flowers. It
was a wonderful school except for the fact that I couldn't play with my true friends. At that time
the schools were very strict if you spoke they would punish you and if you broke a rule they
would expel you. That's the way things were in those days. Everything was great until one day a
new child came to school. He was a Jew, just like Mikel, my friend. This boy was distinct. He
was a weird boy. He was almost kicked out twice for looking too much at his grandmother. One
day Charlotte came to her house like every day, her father asked her what her day had been like,
to which she replied ‘Fine, only that child again, the Jew looked at me for a long time’ her father
very aggressively replied ‘he do what AGAIN?’
The next day the children went to school and to their corresponding classrooms. They were all
comfortable having classes when the principal entered the class, something that was not very
normal, it was strange, sad; he asked for silence and then said 'Alfred Rolwast, the new boy,
died.' After that, the school principal told them that classes were suspended until further notice.
Charlotte went home and when she arrived she told her father what happened.When he finished
telling what happened his father said to him "It was me, and he deserved it for being one of
those" to which Charlotte said "like one of those?" 'you already know a Jew'said the father and
continued 'thanks to you I realized that these things must die, they must leave here and I will not
stop until I kill one by one if necessary.' ‘Dad, you can’t do that’ said Charlotte. ‘First of all I can
and second don’t say me dad call me Hitler from now on. '