The End to My Old Life

I am freezing. There is my brother, laying down on the cold earth, dead. Mama is crying, but I can not do anything. Tears freeze onto my face. He's gone. He's really gone. My body continues to shiver as the three guards give us cold looks. We can hear them chattering in German and I'm scared. What will they do to us? My stomach growls. All I can do is hope.