I do not know how to describe the route - I was deathly exhausted, ill (bladder infection, agonizing cough, pneumonia), as well as depressed (I did not know what had happened to my mother, who was separated from me during the transport. I also did not know what had happened to my sister, who was in the battalion "Zośka").
For the first time we were allowed to leave the train in Bremen and then we walked to the first camp - Sandbostel. We saw the camp from the distance and some men in uniforms, and we were pleased because it meant that we would be the prisoners-of war. We didn't know what would happen to us.
When I saw they were wearing the uniforms I though that we came not to the concentration camp but to the prisoner-of-war camp. Men went to the separate barracks. We had two barracks for women and I was in the first one and my friends in another. At first I slept on the ground but when they have realized I was only fourteen I was sent to the second barrack. There were sort of rooms in this barrack and there the younger girls were kept.
Did you decide to go to a POW camp with your sister?
Yes. It was in the City-Centre North, we left through Pruszków for Fallingbostel, then to Bergen-Belsen, in December, and to Oberlangen.
Please say what the transport was like.
We travelled in a cattle car; I don't remember how many of us there were. Surely it was more comfortable for the women, because they are shorter, nearly all of them could lie down. There were short breaks to get out. We cut out a hole in the wagon to pour out urine.
No one knew where they were taking us. Personally, I didn't have any bad thoughts, but many people admitted, they sensed it would end badly.
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