Mein Schicksal (My Destiny)

I can remember the very first time I felt it.  Frustrated by the lack of leadership the current government of Germany was exhibiting, I attended a Nazi campaign against the French occupation of the Ruhr.    The heat was almost unbearable and there was no room to stand, but none of that mattered.  The speeches were electrifying; I had never seen this type of passion before exhibited by anyone in government.  Their new ideas gave me hope for my future as well as the country’s.  As I looked around at the crowd, I knew I wanted to be a part of this.  This was the very first moment I had felt a sense of belonging.  The Nazi party understood me and my need for change; they were a party dedicated to the people.  After years of floundering around, I had finally found my purpose in life.  As soon as I officially joined the party in 1924, Gregor Strasser was kind enough to take me under his wing and mentor me.  He educated me in the ways of politics and the inner workings of the party itself.  In turn I would use my talent as a writer to help him spread his ideas.  When our great leader, Hitler was finally released from jail he called upon all the activists to help him reorganize the Nazi party.  Although Hitler’s views on socialism differed from mine, he had a sort of charisma and charm that was unavoidable.  At the conference Hitler explained, that his main goal was to exterminate all Jews.  At that time I felt this was harsh, but now I know better.  I was slightly disappointed after leaving the conference, but Hitler being the great man that he is, recognized my talent and invited me to travel to Munich with him.  I could tell Hitler truly respected my presence due to the private car that came to pick me up from the railway station.   It was little things like this that showed me a person’s true character, and so far Hitler was living up to my expectations.  Once I arrived at his residence, Hitler greeted me personally and asked to talk a walk with me.  This walk would perhaps be the most definitive moment of my life.  While Hitler berated me for my socialist support he offered to forgive me if I accepted a leadership position in the party.   How could I refuse? I would be given a prime seat in the part and all I had to do was denounce my socialist views.  And so I did, I pledged complete loyalty to Hitler and the Nazi party, and I meant every word of it.  I was witnessing my dreams come true right before my eyes.  I was in.