Boy in the striped pyjamas

I was totally drawn in to the story and felt the innocence but wisdom of Bruno.  His sister, on the other hand was totally oblivious to what was going on except for the young soldier.  It was heart rending to know that a little boy had to experience so much trauma just because he was of the 'wrong' race.  Shmuel made me cry.  As a matter of fact,  I felt so sorry for him at the loss of his familiar surroundings and dear relatives.  He did no wrong, yet he suffered so much pain and ultimately lost his life.  When reality stared at Bruno,  everything else, including his missed friends paled in comparison so much so thst he started to forget their names.