When I read The Diary of Anne Frank, I never thought I could read anything else as heartbreaking and devastating. But Night... it tore open my chest, took out my heart, and left a gaping hole in the middle of my soul. How could a human being do that to another human being? How could they use live infants as targets for their machine guns? How could they throw living, breathing babies into a fiery pit... just left to suffer and burn? How could they be so inhumane? It is hard to comprehend that these events actually occurred. That there are still survivors that must live with the memories of losing their loved ones... and themselves. To look into the mirror and see the impact of it all in your own eyes.

"For God's Sake, where is God?"
And from within me, I heard an answer:
"Where He is? This is where---hanging here from this gallows."