I couldn’t believe it. Stalin, who was leading us to greatness, has just signed a pact with the Nazis. Those greedy Germans – they took so much of our resources twenty-five years ago. And to think that I admired Stalin. After Lenin’s death, he took control, and started progressing our great nation at a great speed. However, he made blunder after blunder, and this pact was a grave mistake. Who knew what the heinous Hitler was plotting.
Before this, Stalin’s rule was very promising. After the civil war, he announced that the country was going to have a famine. I was sent to lead a squad of police and raid the farms of the countryside. I admired his care for the workers and his determination for the industrialization of Russia. However, that wasn’t enough, and the famine Stalin predicted came.
After the raids, I was issued to work as a sentry for the Dalstroy labor camp. The first few weeks were like hell – the cold bit every inch of exposed skin, and it was utterly monotonous. However, gradually, kulaks arrived at the camp. After I noticed this, the job became enjoyable. I remember my father telling me about them. He hated them – back when he was still working at the countryside, there was a kulak family who persecuted him and his family. When they hired my father’s family during the harvests, they always paid them very little. He hated them for that, and I shared his resentment. I made sure that they got what they deserved. I later found out that Stalin sent all the kulaks to labor camps. He believed that, to take another step towards communism, he had to “collectivize” the farms of Russia. He believed that the kulaks were the most susceptible to insurgency, so he sent them to labor camps. As a result, I supported him. Looks like he will progress us to a communist eutopia, just like Lenin did.
About 5 years after I was issued to the labor camp, I was reassigned to Moscow to act as a bodyguard for the trials that were being commenced. I thought it was going to be easy, but there were more than I expected. After almost every trial, I was told to execute the criminals. I looked over dozens of trials, and I started to notice something strange. The “confessions” were absolutely preposterous – one confessed to spreading sickness among pigs and horses. Unlike back during the revolution, these (I assumed most of them were) innocent. I hesitated more and more during the executions – I felt like a thief with a burning hat.
Almost a decade passed when the last trial was commenced. I was exhausted. My hands were stained red with the blood of the innocent. My faith in the communist regime was dwindling… and then the pact was signed. I wanted to give up, but I remembered my family. They all worked all their lives for something like communism, and I wasn’t going to just give up. I was going to keep fighting.
The day after the pact was signed, the army commander announced that we were going to attack our enemy along with the Germans.