It was World War 2; the birds had ceased singing their delightful tune. You were captured, then thrown into a prisoner of war camp, Colditz Castle is a Renaissance castle in the town of Colditz near Leipzig, Dresden and Chemnitz in the state of Saxony in Germany.
A German prison officer walked over to you. "Get back in ze line!" you could feel his breath against your face as he shouted this. He points at the queue of prisoners. You did as he said. He grabbed your hair and turned your head to face him. "Now don't valk out of ze line again." He pulled your hair harder then pushed you away. Your eyes filled up with held back tears as the blond man paced up and down the line of prisoners. He did the same to another boy who looked much younger than yourself. The German pushed the boy to the ground, shouting what you presume was German swears. You want to shout at the man to stop but you can't, he is armed with a pistol.
The blond man got all the prisoners to line up in rows while and Albino officer called out names. The range of accents was astounding, French, Polish, English and American. The blonde stared right in your direction; he soon walked over then spat at your feet. "Disgusting British rats."
You glared into the blondes eyes with disgust in your eyes, you knew you were going to hate it here, you knew this when you first arrived at the place. You didn't stop with the eye contact you had on the German officer and you weren't going to stop glaring.
The officer turned his back on you. He walked over to the Albino and told him to write down something on the register. "Make sure he gets ablution duty." he tells the other guard. All the other prisoners look at the blonde guard slightly before looking away again and facing forward. You kept your gaze on the two guards back, until you finally had to blink and looked at the things surrounding you.
"You! Vhats your name?" He shouted pointing at you and stepping forwards. His heel hit the ground and it echoed through the court yard. He was very impatient with the answer, every second you wasted hesitating he took a step closer. You stayed quiet not saying anything, wanting to see how far the blond would go with you. You had a slight smirk on your face as every other prisoner watched the guard grow closer to you. He continued pacing forward his heel still echoing every step he took. His face becoming more and more filled with anger. "I asked vhats your name. Are you stupid or something?!"
You continued not to answer the Germans question as you watched him get closer and closer with each step. He continued until his face was almost against yours, his breath bouncing off your cheeks. In an almost deafening voice he shouted "Vhats your name?!"
You glare into the Germans eyes, "My name is _" You hiss at him. The other people watched you and him with despair in their eyes. He stepped back before slapping you across the face. "Don't fuck me about again. Okay?" You held your face slightly with one hand, nodding at the question the guard had just asked.
"Gut." He continues walking back, the points at you getting the other guards attention. "This one keep your eyes on him...he's trouble."
You looked at the two guards, keeping a glare at both of them; it was now obvious you weren't going to like it here much at all. The other prisoners just stayed quiet, looking into space, not really paying much attention to what had just happened. He shouted a word of command then all the other prisoners ran off to their rooms. "Go then!" he shouts at you.
"Fine!" you shout back, you stopped glaring at the two guards and run to your room.