Who would have known a 16-year-old girl had escaped the ghetto that she was put in. The Germans have taken away her identity andjust have given her a number. That's all she was to them, just a number

They feared that it would be the last time they would ever see their little Susana. Susana checked and all the German soldiers were out in the main Hall having a dinner. She took the box her mother gave her slipped through the hole and ran and ran until she couldn't run any more. That would be the last time that she would see her parents.
   

She had to concentrate on NOT moving or she would give away her hiding space down in the basement were she ran to. The door opened to down stairs, the heavy boots fled down the stairs, and Susana stayed very still.

"I told you nothing is down here except canned goods," cried the old lady. The guards paid no attention to her.  They beamed their flashlight at every corner in the house.  The flashlight was getting too close to Susana. She had moved her foot a centimetre and then the guard saw it.  Her old dirty white shoe.  He beamed the light over in Susana's way.   It beamed her in the face.  That's all she remembers.
   

She woke up on a crowded train, babies crying loudly, and women screaming the fact that their husbands had been taken away.  All the sudden the train cars stopped and the doors opened with screaming soldiers telling them to move out quickly. She saw that she was at a concentration camp and still holding the box.  This is were her parents never wanted her to be.  She felt a jab in her arm that made her scream.  She looked helplessly looking around praying that her parents would be there and run to her and cuddle her as if she were still a child. 

She started looking around and screaming "Momma," "Poppa." 
A woman grabbed her and told her to hush.  She was a nice lady; she took her into her arms. Susana did not recognize the lady and her husband but they looked a lot like her mother and father.  Except, the woman's hair had turned light brown with so many white strands of hair.  The husband’s hair had turned completely white. 

"Susana, we told you to try as hard as you could to not be caught," said the lady. Susana looked at her.
"How do you know my name?"  She asked in Polish.
Susana had understood her question because they old people she had lived with only spoke German. 
The woman stood in shock.
"You know German?" cried the woman.
"Yes, I do, the people who I had hid with only spoke German," she said.
"How do you know my name?"  She asked again in German.
"Because I am your mother," the woman answered.
Susana looked in shock. 
"Momma?"  Susana asked.
"Yes,” Her mother answered in Polish.
Susana kissed her mother and father like she never had before. 

Once again she overheard the guards saying that the Red Cross was coming tomorrow and that they may just give up.  If Germany loses, they would be put on trial, and some to death. 
So, it was on that very night, Red Cross took over the camp and got all the people out of their so they would be safe!
Susana lived but her parents died two months after they were freed.

The box that Susana’s mother gave to her had a dancing ballerina in it with her mother and fathers picture in it. This box was suppose to give Susan good luck and it did it reunited her and her parents.