Im sorry Bro...

June 4, 1944

Its not easy being a teen or the enemy of other countries. Especially when they were the ones that forced you to take the blame of WWI. My name is Dominik Soza. Im 17 and live in Normandy, France with my mother Annika Soza, my lil sister Cathrin Soza, and my lil brother Claus Soza. My father, Eduard Soza, is out fighting in the army for our Leader Hitler. HAIL HITLER! We are proud to have Hitler as our leader. He has kept his promises of bringing Germany back to the top of power and giving us better jobs and money.

My lil bro, Claus.Just two more days and he'll just be another year older. The best thing about his Birthday is that mine is right after. June 7, 1944. Ill be another year older myself. 18 years. Im finally gonna be 18. Ill be an adult on my way to join my dad in the army. I wish my dad was here to celebrate this special day wit' me 'n my lil bro but there are other things that need his help. Soon after Im 18 Ill be able to see and join my fater. Leaving my lil bro and sister with mom at home.

June 5, 1944

Right now we're not exactly living in peace. Ever since Hitler came into power and invaded Poland we have been expanding enormously and quickly. Today is like any other. Raining, cloudy skies, powerful winds drove large waves along the beaches, and everyone is at home or at work. With war at hand and Normandy, France under Nazi, Germany there is bound to war here. I just hope it doesnt happen soon. With countries trying to bring us down. Allies figuring a way to make us go back to Germany I know there will be a massive amount of bloodshed.

But I am jus' like er'y body else. I blame others for our lost in WWI and how we were to pay for all of the reparation of WWI. But I feel like the more we gain more and more power others will feel threatened and will build an army against us. I jus' wish it will all end. But that doesnt matter right now. Tomorrow is a special day not only for me, but for my brother.

June 6, 1944

It's my lil bros b-day and today's weather is no different from yesterday. The only difference was the invasion by the allies. On my brothers day an invasion just had to happen. I was outside taking out the trash and the first thing I noticed were 3 airborne division landing behind the beaches. Guns going off from all different directions. I especially heard bombings coming from the nearest beach. I don't know what is going through my mind but I sure as hell didnt duck down or move. All I knew is that my mom bro and sister needed to get out of here or at the least hide out of harms way. When I finally got the sense to move I ran into the house yelling for my mom and my siblings. My mom worried, as a mother she is, is screaming her head off. Calling for my brother and sister to hurry and come down stairs. My sister doesnt know whats going on but as scared as she was, she ran straight out the front door. My mother screaming somemore was about to chase after. I told her would get her and she and Claus should head down to the cellar in the basement. My mom hesitated. No more than a minute and a hlf had passed and she finally calmed down and did as I said. As soon as she headed down to the basement I went straight outside calling for Cathrin. She wasnt anywhere in sight. I know my sister well. She never like to go far by herself so I know she cant be that far from here. Im trying to stay out of eye sight so I dont get shot. But I cant really do that and concentrate on where my sister might be. Im worried she might have been mistaken for the enemy and been shot. Im scared for her and for me. Im hiding behind a bush 3 houses down thinkin' of where my sister could be. The only place she knows so well and that she feels safe is near the beach. Which is where the fight is. I took the normal route we usually take to the beach and sure enough I found here screaming in the middle of the street near the beach holding her hands against her ears. I run quickly toward her and grab her running toward a bush on the other side of the road to get some cover from the flying bullets over our heads. Everywhere I looked to get back home one by one men just kept falling to the ground. I was starting to think there was no way my sister and I could make it back now. I look toward the beach and not only were men falling one by one but dozens by dozens. Hundreds of allied fighter bombers, thunderbolt and mustangs were inland from the beaches hitting strategic targets and isolating the normany area. I didnt have a choice. I had to get Cathrin back home to mom. So I did the only thing I could do..I ran.