Yours Truly, Ella
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  • Reads 2,797
  • Votes 247
  • Parts 40
  • Time 2h 43m
Complete, First published Feb 11, 2021
Mature
"Even if only evil is left in the world, a small shred of virtue must remain or the evil has no definition."

When Elisabeth's life is completely unrecognizable compared to how it once was, she uses her diary as a coping mechanism. Managing her way through the persecution, how will she figure out a way to survive the war?

This book is taken from the perspective of a young girl during the Shoah, also known as the Holocaust. This book is based on real events, but any similarities to a real person are merely a coincidence. The inspiration for this book was the many diaries kept by young children during a time their life was surrounded by war.

Completed 4/28/2021
Editing began 5/24/2021
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