Photo by http://clairefuller.co.uk/
I am trying our a new challenge. In response to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers challenge for this week, I would like to submit the following story. It is based on a true story that I first found out about when I was doing the Alpha Course.
I am the only one left. Ten men were chosen. I was not one of them. Three prisoners had escaped Auschwitz so ten had to die by starvation in the underground bunker. Two weeks without food, without water. My last companion succumbed this morning. I am a priest. I held his hand. I gave him the last rights.
Why am I the last? Is it because I alone had a choice? When he was selected, Franciszek Gajowniczek cried out, “My wife! My children!”
I chose. I asked to die in his place as my Saviour did for me.