"Mendele had bloody diarrhea, and swelled up like a balloon. He died. When father died, none of the neighbors came by. Death was a common occurrence in the ghetto. People would visit nonetheless, without paying attention to the corpse lying there. Each one of us was waiting patiently for death. ... On the second day, this was in the summer of 1942, my sister approached the barbed wire and gestured that she was going to volunteer for Treblinka. She was in the ghetto and we were on the 'Arian side'. Barbed wire separated us and next to it stood the Ukrainian gendarmes looking at our every gesture, so I could not even talk to my sister in mime. Ester gestured that she was leaving for ever. That was our goodbye with Ester. She departed as a volunteer to Treblinka for she had nothing left to eat."
from the diary of Marysia
eleven years of age.