literary dreams
Moody Hufflepuff
Emmaline Rose Muller
When your raised in the time of a building war, it's hard to believe in anyone but the person who is leading your country. For sixteen year old Emmaline, that was Adolf Hitler. Emmaline looked to no one else, he was going to make Germany great again. He said it himself! But like the children of Hitler's reign she was blind to truth, somewhere a mere town away Jewish families were being torn apart by the very man Emmaline placed all her trust in.
Emmaline's father, Emeric Muller held a secret from his daughter about his past in WW1 when he was saved by a Jewish man; he promised the man his life... Now that that same man's son is forced to run away leaving his mother in the hands of Nazis to save himself... Emeric is going to see into the past through the boy who shares his father's eyes.
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Emmaline's POV
It was an late Sunday evening, in the Spring (my favorite season). The last of the Winter snow had cleared up earlier that day, the moonlight now lighting the puddles of water left behind. I was already dressed for bed in a long white lace night gown my mama had made for me, that is before she left papa and I. My blonde hair was braided to the back, out of my face. There was nothing much to do, maybe... read a book and have some hot chocolate... I might just read.
I walked down the squeaky old stairs that lead from the bedrooms down to the living room, kitchen and the dining room. Papa was watching the old colourless Tv
"Evening papa" I greeted him smiling as I walked to the nearing bookshelf picking up our copy of 'Ballet Shoes'. I looked at my father who was still staring at the Tv, utterly engrossed by it. I shrugged off the thought before heading back upstairs to my room, I heard a knock at the front door but left it for Papa to get. My hands were already opening the book and my eyes glued to the words as I walked to my bedroom.
Meanwhile I heard the front door squeak open.
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The man in his forties got up from his rocking chair where he had been watching Tv and slipped on his slippers before approaching the door. He slowly unhooked the chain, opening the door just enough to see the person on the other side.
"What do you want?" the man questioned bitterly, unknowing of who the young boy at his door was.
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Disclaimer
This roleplay is in noway me romanticizing what occurred during the holocaust and it should not be treated as such.
This is merely a plot I am interested in, and I was inspired by the Book Thief (NOT COPYING!!!)
Also if you do join this roleplay don't feel pressured to know everything about history in germany, most of the information I'm just looking up on the internet if I feel I want to be historically accurate.