Author Archives: Annabel

Anne in hiding

Dear diary,

On Thursday 9th November 1942 my family and the Van Pels were arguing as usual . It’s all been extremely horrible! The thought of having a middle aged man in my bedroom is quite disturbing, and I can never get to sleep whilst he is saying his prayres. The bombing is the worst part of being here because I can’t ¬†get a wink of sleep. The bombings are extremely appalling, due to the horrendous aircrafts soaring through the lit up sky with the search lights peeking their way through my window. How will I survive the rest of the war in the annexe?