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This is a 5 page paper that provides an overview of fictional accounts of the Holocaust. A fictional story is presented that utilizes the techniques of Wiesel's "Night". Bibliography lists 6 sources.
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listed below. Citation styles constantly change, and these examples may not contain the most recent updates. Creative Writing and the Holocaust , 11/2010 --for
more information on using this paper properly! Elie Wiesels "Night" is a notable work in a variety of ways, including its formal structure. Though the text is routinely considered
to be historical in nature, it is not exactly an objective document, but rather incorporates certain fictional elements that actually serve to strengthen the narrative (Wiesel, 1982). To be sure,
most of the information presented in the text is factual in nature. The experiences the narrator undergoes in the Auschwitz concentration camp are firmly based in reality, including the assessment
that somewhere between one and one and a half million Jews were executed there, and that only about one-tenth of the officers running the camp were eventually punished (British Broadcasting
Corporation, 2004; Pringle, 2008; Weber, 2010). It is simply the case that Wiesel, in "Night", conveys these truths with the assistance of dramatic narrative devices including poetic language, symbolism, and
an embracing of thematically powerful imagery (University of North Carolina at Pembroke, 2010; Wheeler, 2010). This paper will provide a fictional account of Holocaust experiences that employs many of the
same techniques. This section of the paper comprises the fictional story. Dark, gloomy, depressing. These are the kinds of days I finally get around to those chores Ive
been putting off, simply because theres just nothing else to do. That in mind, I began to climb the old wooden stairs to the attic. They creaked with every step.
Just how old was this house? As I opened the chute up to the attic, I was struck by the smell of decay which emanated from within. It was pitch
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