Saturday 12th February 1942 When I first stepped into the tiny cramped space, I thought to my self how are we going to live in the attic of my dads office building? Half way through the day, another family called Mr and Mrs Van Dan, and their son arrived.Not long after, a dentist called Mr Kulger joined us. Now I was thinking to myself, I can’t live with them. As life progressed, it got harder to live especially, if you were ill . You had to wait it out . It also wasn’t very nice having to have the same meal over and over again.