VOSHN 132

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="124"><tr><td class="etesti">124</td><td class="edate">About August 9<sup>th</sup>-10<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">17 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>As if dead bodies burned dead.</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>This whole basement of the building was as if in flames, and people who came here to dispose of the dead put a body on the door panel.  They said, "1, 2, 3, go!"  and threw the dead body off the door panel into the flame.  Well, those stiff bodies were thrown off through the air, one after another, into the flame.</p><br><p>Bodies were all different; some were burned black or pink, others were burned thoroughly to be almost skeletons.  There were many kinds of stiff bodies in different postures, yes.</p><br><p>I was sitting at the west entrance to "Fukuya" (the name of the department store), watching this sight for a while.  Looking for my elder daughter, I wondered whether her body was among those dead bodies or not.</p><p>But even if there was, I thought, I wouldn't be able to tell...</p></div></body>