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Name- Abigail D'browski (Lauren Polansky) age- 15 description: Abigail D'browski is an only child, Jewish, and lives with her grandmother, Mary in Poland. Her mother, Donna, passed away when Abigail was just three years old and her father, Sean, was taken to a concentration camp when Abigail was only ten. Her grandmother was 87 years old and could barley walk. Not only was taking care of her grandmother a lot of work, she had to hide her family name from the Nazis. Ever since her dad tried to escape the camp a few years ago, the Nazis keep coming back to knock on her door and ask her questions. She disguises herself as Catherine Gold, a 12 year old whose father is visiting his very ill mother who lives 30 minutes away. Abigail has a hard time trying to deal with her living situations and having to take care of her grandmother prevents her from getting up and running away. All she has now to do is fight for her self.

February 18, 1932 Dear,

I haven't seen you in such a long time. How have you been? I felt like writing to you because I feel you're to the only one I can talk to, for real. It has been very crazy lately. I have to watch every word I say. If for a split second someone thinks I'm against the Nazis, which I am, I'll be sent off to a concentration camp. I hate living like this. It's not how life should be. This morning, I saw a man being driven away to a concentration camp. His face was filled with fear, and regret. He knew he had made a mistake and now had to leave his family forever. Ever since I saw that, all I could think of was my father. I miss him, and hearing my grandmother telling me to be careful from the Nazis makes me think of him more. I just wish things could get better, but i doubt they will soon. Hopefully your life is a little better. Please write me back and let me know how you and the rest of your family are.

Sincerely, Abigail

March 1, 1932 Dear,

I'm so glad you wrote me back. It means a lot that you found the time in your busy schedule to write me. I'm happy to hear that you’re doing well. I'm sorry about your brother. I know how much he meant to you. They few times we got to meet, he really inspired me. It’s hard losing someone so close to you, I've had experience with that but things will get better. I feel lonely also, partly because it's so hard to be social at a time like this. I only leave my house once a week to go to the store. My grandmother doesn't eat much anymore so shopping is easy. It just so hard seeing her there in her bed, knowing she can't do anything. She can't do anything. But she's all i have left, besides for you. Thank you again for writing to me, you have no idea how much it means to me. You're the only person i don't have to watch what i say to. Keep me posted on your new job and please write back. Sincerely, Abigail

April 30, 1932 Dear,

I told you this would get easier after a while. Sorry it has taken me a while to write back but my grandmother passed away on March 16 and I couldn't stand to talk to anyone for a while. I didn't eat, sleep or move for almost a week. I just sat on my bed, thinking. Now you really are the only one i have. Even though she couldn't do anything, having her here with me was sort of a security blanket. I guess her passing is a sign that i need to start to stand on my own, that she knew i was ready. Maybe this was her way of saying she knew I am capable of surviving this struggle. Hopefully one day i will be able to see you, once all this war is over. I’m just sick of everything right now. I want it all to end. I hate it. I do enjoy reading your uplifting letters though. I know your not having that great of a time either but you sure know how to lighten the mood. I really appreciate that.

Sincerely, Abigail

June 16, 1932 Dear,

Today is my father’s birthday. Although he’s not with me to celebrate, i still sing him happy birthday. I know that in his heart, he knows I'm singing it for him. I miss him. I wonder if he’s even still alive. Hopefully one day i will get to see him again. Sometimes i wonder if giving me up to a concentration camp would be worth seeing him. I know it sounds crazy but at least I would be able to see him before i die. Although i would never go through with that, I've always kept that option in the back of my mind. Now I'm just sounding crazy. Don't worry about me though; I would never do anything crazy without confronting you first. Talking to you these past few months have made me realize that being alone, isn't that bad. It gives you a lot of time to think. During this time I've had, I've realized that I'm not alone. I still have my mom, dad and grandmother living, in my heart. I know my mom and grandmother are looking out for me and knowing that gives me hope that one day i will be reunited with my father.

Sincerely, Abigail