The Secret of the Lithuanian Ghetto

I had to pretend that I was the Stankiewicz's daughter. As soon as the war would be over, my parents would come and take me back. But I must promise that I would keep this a secret. And I did promise. She also promised to visit me whenever she could. The first time she visited, I was asleep, and she kissed me. Another time she visited was during a Christmas party. Santa Claus came, brought me my beautiful little stuffed bulldog... but when I looked down, Santa was wearing my mother's shoes. He almost yelled out. Mrs. Stankiewicz quickly put her hand over my mouth. They treated me as well as they did their own