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Night, a dark mysterious time. Every real vivid memory of Elie Wiesel was at night. He didn't know when his last night was going to be. At night he had seen babies being killed off, people being hung. When you think of night you think of it as the end, none of the Jews knew exactly when their end was going to be but they could feel it coming. I think this picture represents night because it is dark and gloomy. You can't really see what's lurking around you, what might pop out at you, or what may kill you. This picture isn't even close to as frightening as the Holocaust, but it is quite scary if you think about it. Imagine being alone in these dark woods, not knowing where you are, or even where you are going, complete confusion. You would have no idea what was coming next, you wouldn't know if you would make it through the night, which is exactly why I think it ties in so well.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Night
Posted by hannah_lynn at 9:16 AM
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