.Trapped and Doomed.Nazis and bullets through the head.
Shiloh would stay as silent as a dead mouse whenever a Nazi would pass by the house he was in. Trapped and doomed, he slouched onto the floor of the attic. He tried to make sure he didn't make any of the floorboards to squeak. He tried to make sure that his stomach didn't growl when he was starving. He tried not to make sure that he would get caught, even though it was very inevitable.
Shiloh was a frayed and fragile Jew, who could die anywhere and anytime in the dangerous hands of a German family.
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The Holocaust is about the Germans and Jews, Hitler in fact.
There's this German girl who has a best guy-friend in Germany and starts falling for him, until her family brings in a Jewish boy (my character) to hide him away from Nazis. He hides in their attic and the girl tries to get to know him. Her best friend doesn't know about it until he finds the boy when he goes up into the attic.
Now that other Germans have passed rumors to the Nazis they take away the German kids within the Jew to the camp to kill them.
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.Shiloh The Jude.
Name| Shiloh Fichel
Weight| Not overweight lets just say that
Sexual Orientation| Straight
Body Type/Build| Fit
Skin Tone| Pale
Eye Color| Blue
Hair Color| Sandy Blonde
Detailed Physical Description| None
Memory| Childhood memories
Childhood Friends| No one really
Enemies| No one
Most Hated/Dislikes| Natzis
Fears| The Germans and Natzis
They're most at ease when| Calmed
Most ill at ease when| Near sickness?
Best Characteristic| None, he always has his flaws
Worst Characteristic| None
Regrets| Regrets being a Jude
Religious Beliefs| None
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors| None
Attitude Towards Death| Doesn't look forward to it
Description of their personality| Shiloh is very much quiet, he doesn't talk much and lets the other person start the conve
.Ewwww.Jackson and Chester were usually busy with sword training. Well at least Jackson was, unlike Chester who just stood, sword in hand making remarks about Mathew and Aubrey just sitting there talking and 'flirting' as Chester would say.
"Are you going to do anything?" Jackson yelled at him, sweating from the hot heat.
"Naw, I don't wanna get sweaty like you." Chester looked up and down at him, glancing back at Mathew and Aubrey.
Jackson rolled his eyes, tempted to stab him in the back when he had the chance but continued on the training.
Chester kept watching the two, rolling his eyes and murmuring comments again. "I mean look at them! He's in her breathing space!" He yelled, knowing they were ignoring him.
"Dammit Chester justó"
"Ewwwww! Their kissing!" Chester pinched the bridge of his nose, tilting his head up slightly.