I did go in it. It took place in Washington D.C. There were these "stories". One of them we went to was Daniels story, something like that. I was too pissed off to pay attention. It is like when you walked in, they gave you a soppy story on this boys life. Then you went to the next room. It would look like his kitchen when he was a boy and then his bedroom. I was hungry at the time, I was seriously hungry. So I asked my mom if I can leave to see if this place had a food court. I did this on purpose so I would leave this stupid thing. My mom whispered "no". I sucked my teeth, and my sister giggled, but ten other people stared me down. So I walked to the next room, and it showed like this store with a broken window. Well, I make jokes a lot, so I whispered to my sister saying, "guess they were mad because the clothes was not 50% off". Well it was more of an 'in the moment' kind of joke. And she had to leave that section because she was laughing. So I thought, "if you are going to make people come through this and look at how small his home was and how little amount of clothes he had, just to make the people feel sorry...don't you know, that in America, there are kids in that situation too? Or even around the world where kids do not even have a home, like, what are you trying to prove here? Putting sad music and showing how small his room was..what are you trying to do, he is not the only one in that situation." Then they showed how they went to the ghettos. Well when they said the word "ghettos" my younger sister immediately turned to my other sister, because she is well into the whole "swag" stuff. So I has to hold in that laugh. Eventually we went to the last room where you have to write a letter to this boy and put it in this mailbox. I was the only one who didn't write, I honestly could of cared less. So we went downstairs to a different part, and I kept playing with everything that was touchscreen. My mom said "poor jews..wait Rebecca, are you even reading that? Or are you playing with it" I just walked away. I saw these laptops and I pressed something and this shit, eventually sends you to a page where you have to write your response to the holocaust. Now listen, my whole family is standing behind me, watching me. So I am thinking "oh shit". My sister laughed because she knew I didn't like the position I was in. So I froze, got up and said "oh. Look at that. Uhm.picture....?" I couldn't take it anymore because they weren't even showing a Nazis point of view, and when they did, that person wasnt really into being a Nazi,basically he was taking the side of the enemy, so their point was irrelevant. So I hung in the bathroom. But I had to leave because some annoying chick was saying, well trying to brag and saying "I am a jew, so we are better, because Jesus is Jewish, so that makes us like higher than everyone else." I lost my control and said "fuck this place" and I left and waited for my family to come out. This had to be the worst day ever this entire summer.