Wednesday 8th July 1942

Dear kitty,
My family and I were walking down the street with soldiers gazing at us, when I walked past I thought they were going to take us, I was terrified. We arrived at my fathers office he told us this is where we are staying, all of a sudden he took us up stairs and behind a bookcase.

A few days after a new family arrived called the van Pels they were always fighting, they had son called Peter.



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