2 Different Worlds

Berlin

" Zing Zing," my alarm sirened a first time
"Zing Zing," my alarm sirened a second time
"Zing Zing," I hit the alarm with force until the metal almost bust open like a skull hitting steel.
I checked the time, It 7:32 on the 23rd March 1960. I flung my duvet off and unwillingly struggled out of bed. It was ironic that I hated my bed yet once I woke up from another horrible night's sleep I had yo wrestle with my concuious just to move a toenail out of bed. I walked down the cold, black hallway and slipped into the shower room. I flung my clothes of before entering the damp, rundown contraption that they named a shower. The showering on campus was like jumping into a pool of semi - frozen mud. The bar of soap was like a hard rock covered in slippery oil and had been dropped more times than Hitler had chose a new right hand man.
The steam of the shower gave a certain sense of privacy- something rare in this world. Despite this no one talked about their true thoughts. For spies were everywhere. I slowly slipped out of the bathroom and changed into a grey school uniform that read Preußen Sport und Militär talentierte Schule," and I went down the smooth, iron steps that led to another black hallway. I turned right  and I entered a large room with wooden tables and metal chairs aranged like as precisely as the miltary formations we learnt about last week. I sat down at a table and gazed into space for I was lonelier than a tree in a desert. Herr Baumann flickered I silver rectangular switch and the grey box that we call a television turned on. We had recently purchased this television but by the third month the buttons were dripping with food grease and sweat and the remote was a baby in a blanket only it was covered in shiny,black duct tape. The news channel  was on. The main story was who was going to succeed Hitler; for now even his most loyal supporters knew that at the age of 71, a heir was top on the priority list of the Nazi party.  Himmler, Goering and Goebbels were too old, further more he had no children. The 2 main contenders were Freidrich Hilderbrand ( A young SS hardman whose motto was " Everything that benefits the Party, benefits Germany and Heinz Muller ( an easy going person whose wit and skill led to his quick rise in ranks. I waited for my friends to come to the table. Karl was a gorilla with a brain size that is less than a pea. Wilhem and Gerrard ( Will and Gerry) were twins with golden hair and sea green eyes. Adolf had short semi dark brown hair with blue eyes and glasses and was hailed as the cleverest of them all, until recently he was universally hated not only for having dark, but for being a pompous arrogant show off. Nevertheless, I thought that he was just a normal boy who wanted to belong in a society where the only thing thing more detestable to Germans are Jews. We always stuck together and looked out for each other especially  when somebody was in trouble. They were the only family I had ever known, fo I had never known my real parents. I was part of Hitler's plan to breed the next generation of his master race. My mother was a young 19 year old from the then derelict inner Berlin government estates; she only did for the money they give if you provide a healthy aryan baby. My Dad was a SS admiral from Königsberg who fought in the 3 year war with Russia as part of the Baltisch Marine-Korps, he died around 4 months before I was born at just 23. I was adopted by the Schumacher family. My adopted "Mutter" (Elaine Schumacher) a well known seamstress in Northeastern Berlin, my  adopted "Vater"(Wolfgang Schumacher) a wealthy Professor of Race Studies at the prestigious Kaiser  Universität Berlin. Most Lebensraum children are given 3 forename, mine are: Hannes (given to me