I'm Erika, but people now call me a dirty Jew, we are in the last weeks of 1944 and about to enter 1945, the decisive months, I really want to survive until the end of the WWII to feel peace and harmony again, i need a place to hide, my family died in concentration camps, my fiance died on duty, and i'm alone, but despite all that, I still believe there is hope, beauty and love in the world.