The Diary of Anne Frank is composed of journal entries written by Anne Frank. Pretend you are a member of the annex. Write a journal entry that is fitting to this point of the story. Your journal entry should be at least one paragraph in length.
Dear Journal, This is my three-hundredth day in hiding in the Secret Annex. Living in the Annex isn’t fun anymore at all. The food portions are very limited and there isn’t much to do. Living with eight people in one cramped room isn't’ fun. Anne is really being annoying with her saying random things all day. Although, I greatly appreciate her “homemade” gifts that she made for all of us. I hope Hanukkah will do better for the next seven days. I just want to get back to my house and back to everything I did before this whole mess with the Nazi. Mr. Vann Daan is being more and more annoying than ever before. He seems to be really cranky because he ran out of cigarettes. Well this is all the time I have today so I’ll write again tomorrow. Bye!
Dear Journal: I am really scared about being discovered. We hear airplanes flying overhead all the time. What if one plane decided to land on our building to check for any hiding Jews? What if the Green Police found us? We would probably be shipped off to a concentration camp. Sometimes I think about the day I get out of the Annex. I would probably buy the greatest about of candy that I can and go off to a movie. I would run up and down the streets without the fear of being persecuted solely for my religion. I can finally live my life and not live out of fear. Life will resume to normal. We will be able celebrate Hanukkah with presents, we will be equal, we will have fun again. I will get my life and rights back from the horrible followers of Hitler. I can see it, it will be wonderful.
Dear Diary, I've been in hiding for quite a while now and I have noticed the toll it has taken on everyone that is involved. Being stuck in such a small space, with so many people has pushed everyone over the edge. Sometimes I even find myself pulling at my hair, wishing I could just leave and live the life I want to lead. Although it is quiet in the annex, sometimes the quite can become almost eeire and you wish for some other form of human contact, other than the people around you. Personalities in the annex clash so much it gives me headaches. Anne, the Vandans, Mr. Dussel; it can become so overwhelming. Everyone wants to leave and we hope that in the future we can; but we know that this war is far from over. Although things seem to be getting better in the war, we really don't know what will happen. I am hoping for at least a scrap of more good news. Your Truly, Ylan
May 14 1943: Well it is official. I have made almost everyone in this annex against me. I really can't wait until I get out of here and Pim will let me do whatever I want. I only love him, not my mom or any of the Van Dans or Mr. Dussel or anyone! I just want to go and scream but I can't because I'll get found out! I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
March 4, 2014: Today is Hanukkah. It is just after sunset and everyone in the annex is exchanging gifts, and they are being happy and joyful. I try to smile and act like everything is okay, but really I am not in a good mood. I definitely don't feel like celebrating. I feel trapped and depressed. All I want to do is leave the annex. I look out the window when I can and I see children on the street, laughing. I also see the Nazis and the small bits of happy quickly disappear. The young boy who lives in the annex gave me a bracelet made of beads for Hanukkah. That was the first time I truly smiled since I entered the annex. We have been in hiding since the war started. The annex is a scary place to be. We are all in constant fear of being discovered. If they find us they will take us to Concentration Camps or kill us right there. My parents try to act like everything is okay and that we will be okay, but I know things are not okay. I can't wait to get out and be free, but I fear that I will never get the chance to be free. I fear that I will either be stuck in here forever, or I will die before I have evened lived my life.
I am completely clueless about the whole idea of Hanukkah. It appears to be a celebration akin to but not my own St.Nicholas Day. The other members of the annex being Jewish like myself but adhere to Judaism hold it in high esteem and it seems to just be a moment to remember past struggles. Anyway I have seen it fit to just keep my mouth shut in the matters of their religion. Mrs.Van Daan appears to be having a fit about the latkes, have to go. Mr. Dussel
March 4th We have been in this annex in hiding for a while now and it is getting pretty hard to live here. We just got a new member in the annex and it's getting pretty crowded. Sleeping along with other things had to change. Unfortunately the new person is an adult, another person to just boss me around and act like my parents. I am getting sick of it even with my parents. I am also running out of things to do around here. I am startng to get bored really easily. I get yelled at a lot now because I apparently get annoying, but it's only because I have nobody to play with. But on the serious side, I am getting scared at night now, I always fear that the soldiers will find us and we will be taken to a concentration camp. It looks like we will have to take this day by day, I will never get rid of this worried and nervous feeling inside. Julia patel
December 12, 1942 Dear Diary, Mother is still upset about me not letting her comfort me about my nightmare. I only told the truth. The others are upset that and woke them up. They are still a little wary about the fact that my screaming was so loud. They fear I gave them away. I try to act grown up but every time I think I am getting there, I do something wrong. Like for example, I think I may have grown on some of the grown ups but I had to go have that stupid nightmare. Now, we are most likely back at square one. At least I found them all Hanukkah gifts. Maybe, they will like me better afterwards. Father helped me find the perfect gifts for everyone. I hope they all like them. I hope me and father made the cigarettes correctly. I don't want to light our hiding place on fire. That would be bad. We may end up in a bad place that would kill us in the long run. On a completely unrelated note, I am so happy that Mrs. Van Dan has not gotten anywhere with father. I don't know why she is flirting and showing off to him with her husband right there. I know that it embarrasses Peter so that is a good thing but, it does not mean I have to like it at all. It would be better if we did not have to live that close together. I really do not like sharing a room with Mr. Dussel. He likes to be alone and I like to be with people so we fight a lot. I don't understand how someone could be so stuck up and then just go to our room to be alone. Sometimes, I follow him to annoy him. He sometimes sleeps in the water closet so he can be alone. Once, I annoyed him by asking to go to the toilet in the area he is sleeping. He comes out of there rather reluctantly. I wonder why. Wouldn't he be rejoicing at having a few minutes of peace in our room. Well Diary, father just said it was all clear, so I am going to dance and sing around the room. Was it just me or do the days seem to be getting longer. See you tomorrow Diary.
It's been months since we've been in this annex now, and I really miss going outside to ride my bike. Being stuck in a small room with other people wasn't as fun as I thought it was going to be. Seeing the same faces everyday really gets to me and I'm going to go crazy if we don't get out soon. Every day, we have to do the same boring things and I'm getting bored out of my mind. Today the warplanes outside were louder than usual, which could only mean one thing, the war is getting more intense and should be coming to an end soon. I really hope this war is over soon because I am tired of staying in the same place for so long.
Mr. Van Daan's Diary Entry: That Anne is going to get us all killed. Or I'll kill her myself. She talks back to me like I'm another kid and is no stranger to speaking her mind. She is constantly talking and carrying on about nothing. I don't have to ask about what is going on inside her head because she always says it. And last night with the screaming! We should have kicked her out on the street right then and there. Why risk our safety because of her? Maybe she will get a hold of herself eventually.
March 4th, 2014 So it has been quite a while in the Annex; I wonder how much longer I'm going to have to stay in here... It's getting annoying, really, not being able to be yourself like you usually would because of the others staying with you; you would have to act more mature than you normally would. And there's barely anything to do! I getting sick and tired of not being able to ride my bike, go with friends, etc. Even school sounds pretty interesting right now. Being with the same people, in the same place, all the time is really frustrating and so boring. Having to share the food is also another problem. Now that Mr. Dussel has come in the Annex too, that means less food for the rest of us, and another parent. As the days go by, I keep wondering when I'll get out of this jail cell of a house.
Dear Journal, I can't believe I am still stuck in this annex with all of these crazy people! To start off, my mom is going completely out of her mind and flirting with Mr. Frank which is making all of us uncomfortable. Then there is my dad who is acting completely selfish and talking about not having enough food to feed himself as if he was the only one having that little of food each day. Lastly, there is Anne, the most talkative, annoying little girl in that I have ever met! She screamed in her sleep last night and scared me half to death. Also, one day she dressed up in my clothing and made her grand entrance making fun of me and completely embarrassing me. I never thought that I would have to be in here as long as I have been. Can't I just be with my cat in peace? Peter
February 1942 Dear Diary, It's been a couple of months now living in the Annex. Now that we have allowed Mr. Dussel to stay with us, food supply is scarce and Mr. Vann Dan is becoming more grumpier. Apparently, Anne doesn't know how to keep herself occupied, so she's begging Margot and Peter to play with her. I understand her struggle, but we have to fight this to the end. One night, Anne was dreaming that she was being taken away from the Nazis. She woke everyone up and increased the chances of us being found. Luckily, everybody was able to celebrate Hanukkah. As you know, we get gifts everyday for an eight-day period. Since we were in hiding no one was given gifts, but Anne became creative and decided to make some gifts herself. For instance, she gave Mr. Vann Dan two cigarrates she made with Mr. Frank. On the other hand, Anne was able to restore Margot's crossword puzzle book and make it into a new one for her to redo her puzzles. Maybe staying in hiding isn't bad after all.
December 14, 1942 Times here in hiding are becoming increasingly difficult. The number of people living here with us has increased to seven. Food is becoming more scarce every day. After living with the same people all day every day, tensions have begin to rise. Anne's behavior makes nothing easier for any of us. She finds a way to pick an argument with anyone possible. Mr. Dussel and Mr. Van Daan have just about had it with her attitude and disrespect to them. Last night, she woke everyone with a terrible screaming caused by a childish nightmare she had produced. I understand she is just a girl, however if these types of behavior continue, she will very easily reveal us, or at the very least provoke suspicion. The other children, Peter and Margot, are handling this situation rather well. Anne, however, surprised me with a mature and kind act. It was the night of Hanukkah, and we were all gathered around the dinner table, reciting prayers and reminiscing in our favorite memories from previous holidays. Anne pulled out a satchel, and produced a gift for all of us out of it. My thought is it is just her way of attempting to apologize for all of the trouble she has caused so far. I am not quite sure when this war will be over, and every day my thoughts wander to what I will do when I get out of this cramped little annex, but also I think about if I will ever even make it out. No one is certain what the outcome of this entire predicament will hold for us, however faith and hope are the only things we have left to hold on to. And oh, will we hold them dearly.
Its October 13, 1973, exactly 5 months into hiding. Lately I've been really annoyed with everyone in this place. I can't stand listening to my brother complain about everything. If we are going to stay in this room for any longer I might just strangle him. Also, my parents are fighting constantly, but how could you not when your in the same room for this long. I feel like I do the same thing everyday and its getting really boring. I want to go back to school and see my friends. Dad has been saying we will be out in no time, but he said that 3 months and 16 days ago, so I don't know what to believe...
Today was a little better than most days. We celebrated hanukah and Anne gave us all very special gifts that we well thought out. This made up for all of the troubles she has caused with us. It felt a lot better to celebrate a holiday that was familiar with our religion. Thats it for now, nicole binkley
I feel terrible. As a mother, I should be able to comfort my daughter and help her feel better. Instead, all Anne ever wants is her father. Last night, Anne had a terrible dream that she was being taken away by the Nazis. When I went to comfort her, she shooed me away and asked for her father. I even heard Anne say she only loves her father, and no one else. What have I done wrong?! It hurts me so much sometimes. I would do anything for her and she is telling her father she doesn't even love me. Margot says it's just a stage and this is the age when girls only want their fathers, but Margot never did that! I know I shouldn't compare Anne and Margot, but sometimes, it's hard not to! I just wish Anne was more like Margot sometimes. I just wish we could get out of this place, I miss my home! Maybe, when we get back home, and we all aren't on top of each other, Anne will love me again. -Edith Frank
Hello my name is Manthan Tailor. We have been stuck in an annex for several months and i hear footsteps outside. Then suddenly Anne starts to scream really loud which woke up everyone. Everyone kept saying disrespectful things to her not including me. The only person she could talk to or love is Mr.Frank not even her mom. She hated her mom. But in a couple of days a real big surprise happens on the first day of Hanukkah. Anne brings gifts for everyone! Margot gets a crossword puzzle book, Mr. Van Daan gets two cigarettes which he loves and i get a new drawing book so i can write and draw in it. After everyone receives their gift, everyone forgives Anne. Mr. Van Daans's cigarettes actually worked and Margot received a brand new puzzle, well sort of.
Today was another boring day. You may think it'd be exciting (not wholesome riding-a-jetskii exciting, but the hiding-from-a-serial-killer-or-else type of exciting) hiding from the Nazi's, but it gets tedious. Imagine being in a chicken coop, in a small space with the same chickens. Especially Anne, being the boisterous, noisy chicken that she is; always clucking about. Nonetheless, we sat in silence for what felt like years today. I read the same book I have been reading for the last six months, and as much as I love the story, I'm getting quite sick of it. I'd sleep, but the constant anxiety of being raided makes the thought of sleeping insufferable. The continuous pangs of hunger don't help much either. I look forward to being able to stretch out on my own bed at home, take a walk, and take a hot bath that wasn't in the tiny water closet. The day I get out will be the happiest day of my life. Until then diary...
Dear Journal, I have gone into hiding in a secret annex in order to prevent being forced to attend a concentration camp. My plan is to stay in hiding until the war is over and it is safe again. The annex is very small and cramped and there is little privacy. This is because there are seven other people in this annex with me. We also have to stay silent most of the day too since the annex is located in the attic of a workplace where people work during the day. We can only talk at night, and even then we have to keep our voices down and beware of the people that could possibly be outside and hear us. We also have to be careful that no one sees us when looking out the windows, and we have to wait to go to the bathroom until the workers leave,since it makes noise. Life in the annex is hard, but it is worth it if it will keep the others and myself safe. -Secret Annex Resident
It's been several months in hiding and I'm about ready to explode. I just can't take sitting around with all the same people all the time! It gets so boring; just talking to all the same people all the time. The adults do nothing but nag. "You have to look like a lady!" they say. Honestly? We've all known each other for a while, and we can all hardly stand each other anymore. Why should we care what we look like around each other?
The kids are pretty okay, I guess. Like everyone, they get on my nerves sometimes, but not as much as those grown-ups do.
Oh well. I hope I just don't have to deal with it for very much longer. I'm ready to get out of here and move on with my life. I'm ready to leave this whole experience in the dust and start fresh. I'm ready to find my parents again, and tell them how much I've missed them. I'm ready to see my dog again, and tell him how much I've missed him; to scratch him behind the ears, just the way he likes... I'm ready to do all of that and more.
Dear diary, tension is building in the annex. I am trying to keep the spirit up for the holidays but it's hard. I'm trapped with people I don't like, forced to eat very little, forced to socialize with the socially awkward, forced to keep quiet for MY LIFE. They tell me it will be okay, but by the time this is up I fear who and where will "they" be? If things go wrong time could be limited for us diary. Until next time..
Dear diary I have been hiding out under a compartment under my shed. I have been here for a few days waiting for my parents to come back to give the ok. I don’t even know or think if they’ll come back, I’m so scared. The only reason why I’m not starving is because I got all the cans inside the house before my parents told me to hide down here. I’ve been hearing screams, gunshots, and explosions all the time when I’m down here. I don’t know if it’s from the air raids, or more jews being sent to concentration camps. I don’t even know what to think about anymore besides of my parents.
Dear Journal,
ReplyDeleteThis is my three-hundredth day in hiding in the Secret Annex. Living in the Annex isn’t fun anymore at all. The food portions are very limited and there isn’t much to do. Living with eight people in one cramped room isn't’ fun. Anne is really being annoying with her saying random things all day. Although, I greatly appreciate her “homemade” gifts that she made for all of us. I hope Hanukkah will do better for the next seven days. I just want to get back to my house and back to everything I did before this whole mess with the Nazi. Mr. Vann Daan is being more and more annoying than ever before. He seems to be really cranky because he ran out of cigarettes. Well this is all the time I have today so I’ll write again tomorrow. Bye!
Dear Journal:
ReplyDeleteI am really scared about being discovered. We hear airplanes flying overhead all the time. What if one plane decided to land on our building to check for any hiding Jews? What if the Green Police found us? We would probably be shipped off to a concentration camp. Sometimes I think about the day I get out of the Annex. I would probably buy the greatest about of candy that I can and go off to a movie. I would run up and down the streets without the fear of being persecuted solely for my religion. I can finally live my life and not live out of fear. Life will resume to normal. We will be able celebrate Hanukkah with presents, we will be equal, we will have fun again. I will get my life and rights back from the horrible followers of Hitler. I can see it, it will be wonderful.
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteI've been in hiding for quite a while now and I have noticed the toll it has taken on everyone that is involved. Being stuck in such a small space, with so many people has pushed everyone over the edge. Sometimes I even find myself pulling at my hair, wishing I could just leave and live the life I want to lead. Although it is quiet in the annex, sometimes the quite can become almost eeire and you wish for some other form of human contact, other than the people around you. Personalities in the annex clash so much it gives me headaches. Anne, the Vandans, Mr. Dussel; it can become so overwhelming. Everyone wants to leave and we hope that in the future we can; but we know that this war is far from over. Although things seem to be getting better in the war, we really don't know what will happen. I am hoping for at least a scrap of more good news.
Your Truly,
Ylan
May 14 1943: Well it is official. I have made almost everyone in this annex against me. I really can't wait until I get out of here and Pim will let me do whatever I want. I only love him, not my mom or any of the Van Dans or Mr. Dussel or anyone! I just want to go and scream but I can't because I'll get found out! I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
ReplyDeleteMarch 4, 2014:
ReplyDeleteToday is Hanukkah. It is just after sunset and everyone in the annex is exchanging gifts, and they are being happy and joyful. I try to smile and act like everything is okay, but really I am not in a good mood. I definitely don't feel like celebrating. I feel trapped and depressed. All I want to do is leave the annex. I look out the window when I can and I see children on the street, laughing. I also see the Nazis and the small bits of happy quickly disappear. The young boy who lives in the annex gave me a bracelet made of beads for Hanukkah. That was the first time I truly smiled since I entered the annex. We have been in hiding since the war started. The annex is a scary place to be. We are all in constant fear of being discovered. If they find us they will take us to Concentration Camps or kill us right there. My parents try to act like everything is okay and that we will be okay, but I know things are not okay. I can't wait to get out and be free, but I fear that I will never get the chance to be free. I fear that I will either be stuck in here forever, or I will die before I have evened lived my life.
I am completely clueless about the whole idea of Hanukkah. It appears to be a celebration akin to but not my own St.Nicholas Day. The other members of the annex being Jewish like myself but adhere to Judaism hold it in high esteem and it seems to just be a moment to remember past struggles. Anyway I have seen it fit to just keep my mouth shut in the matters of their religion. Mrs.Van Daan appears to be having a fit about the latkes, have to go. Mr. Dussel
ReplyDeleteMarch 4th
ReplyDeleteWe have been in this annex in hiding for a while now and it is getting pretty hard to live here. We just got a new member in the annex and it's getting pretty crowded. Sleeping along with other things had to change. Unfortunately the new person is an adult, another person to just boss me around and act like my parents. I am getting sick of it even with my parents. I am also running out of things to do around here. I am startng to get bored really easily. I get yelled at a lot now because I apparently get annoying, but it's only because I have nobody to play with. But on the serious side, I am getting scared at night now, I always fear that the soldiers will find us and we will be taken to a concentration camp. It looks like we will have to take this day by day, I will never get rid of this worried and nervous feeling inside.
Julia patel
December 12, 1942
ReplyDeleteDear Diary,
Mother is still upset about me not letting her comfort me about my nightmare. I only told the truth. The others are upset that and woke them up. They are still a little wary about the fact that my screaming was so loud. They fear I gave them away. I try to act grown up but every time I think I am getting there, I do something wrong. Like for example, I think I may have grown on some of the grown ups but I had to go have that stupid nightmare. Now, we are most likely back at square one. At least I found them all Hanukkah gifts. Maybe, they will like me better afterwards. Father helped me find the perfect gifts for everyone. I hope they all like them. I hope me and father made the cigarettes correctly. I don't want to light our hiding place on fire. That would be bad. We may end up in a bad place that would kill us in the long run. On a completely unrelated note, I am so happy that Mrs. Van Dan has not gotten anywhere with father. I don't know why she is flirting and showing off to him with her husband right there. I know that it embarrasses Peter so that is a good thing but, it does not mean I have to like it at all. It would be better if we did not have to live that close together. I really do not like sharing a room with Mr. Dussel. He likes to be alone and I like to be with people so we fight a lot. I don't understand how someone could be so stuck up and then just go to our room to be alone. Sometimes, I follow him to annoy him. He sometimes sleeps in the water closet so he can be alone. Once, I annoyed him by asking to go to the toilet in the area he is sleeping. He comes out of there rather reluctantly. I wonder why. Wouldn't he be rejoicing at having a few minutes of peace in our room. Well Diary, father just said it was all clear, so I am going to dance and sing around the room. Was it just me or do the days seem to be getting longer. See you tomorrow Diary.
It's been months since we've been in this annex now, and I really miss going outside to ride my bike. Being stuck in a small room with other people wasn't as fun as I thought it was going to be. Seeing the same faces everyday really gets to me and I'm going to go crazy if we don't get out soon. Every day, we have to do the same boring things and I'm getting bored out of my mind. Today the warplanes outside were louder than usual, which could only mean one thing, the war is getting more intense and should be coming to an end soon. I really hope this war is over soon because I am tired of staying in the same place for so long.
ReplyDeleteMr. Van Daan's Diary Entry:
ReplyDeleteThat Anne is going to get us all killed. Or I'll kill her myself. She talks back to me like I'm another kid and is no stranger to speaking her mind. She is constantly talking and carrying on about nothing. I don't have to ask about what is going on inside her head because she always says it. And last night with the screaming! We should have kicked her out on the street right then and there. Why risk our safety because of her? Maybe she will get a hold of herself eventually.
March 4th, 2014
ReplyDeleteSo it has been quite a while in the Annex; I wonder how much longer I'm going to have to stay in here... It's getting annoying, really, not being able to be yourself like you usually would because of the others staying with you; you would have to act more mature than you normally would. And there's barely anything to do! I getting sick and tired of not being able to ride my bike, go with friends, etc. Even school sounds pretty interesting right now. Being with the same people, in the same place, all the time is really frustrating and so boring. Having to share the food is also another problem. Now that Mr. Dussel has come in the Annex too, that means less food for the rest of us, and another parent. As the days go by, I keep wondering when I'll get out of this jail cell of a house.
Dear Journal,
ReplyDeleteI can't believe I am still stuck in this annex with all of these crazy people! To start off, my mom is going completely out of her mind and flirting with Mr. Frank which is making all of us uncomfortable. Then there is my dad who is acting completely selfish and talking about not having enough food to feed himself as if he was the only one having that little of food each day. Lastly, there is Anne, the most talkative, annoying little girl in that I have ever met! She screamed in her sleep last night and scared me half to death. Also, one day she dressed up in my clothing and made her grand entrance making fun of me and completely embarrassing me. I never thought that I would have to be in here as long as I have been. Can't I just be with my cat in peace?
Peter
February 1942
ReplyDeleteDear Diary,
It's been a couple of months now living in the Annex. Now that we have allowed Mr. Dussel to stay with us, food supply is scarce and Mr. Vann Dan is becoming more grumpier. Apparently, Anne doesn't know how to keep herself occupied, so she's begging Margot and Peter to play with her. I understand her struggle, but we have to fight this to the end. One night, Anne was dreaming that she was being taken away from the Nazis. She woke everyone up and increased the chances of us being found.
Luckily, everybody was able to celebrate Hanukkah. As you know, we get gifts everyday for an eight-day period. Since we were in hiding no one was given gifts, but Anne became creative and decided to make some gifts herself. For instance, she gave Mr. Vann Dan two cigarrates she made with Mr. Frank. On the other hand, Anne was able to restore Margot's crossword puzzle book and make it into a new one for her to redo her puzzles. Maybe staying in hiding isn't bad after all.
December 14, 1942
ReplyDeleteTimes here in hiding are becoming increasingly difficult. The number of people living here with us has increased to seven. Food is becoming more scarce every day. After living with the same people all day every day, tensions have begin to rise. Anne's behavior makes nothing easier for any of us. She finds a way to pick an argument with anyone possible. Mr. Dussel and Mr. Van Daan have just about had it with her attitude and disrespect to them. Last night, she woke everyone with a terrible screaming caused by a childish nightmare she had produced. I understand she is just a girl, however if these types of behavior continue, she will very easily reveal us, or at the very least provoke suspicion. The other children, Peter and Margot, are handling this situation rather well. Anne, however, surprised me with a mature and kind act. It was the night of Hanukkah, and we were all gathered around the dinner table, reciting prayers and reminiscing in our favorite memories from previous holidays. Anne pulled out a satchel, and produced a gift for all of us out of it. My thought is it is just her way of attempting to apologize for all of the trouble she has caused so far.
I am not quite sure when this war will be over, and every day my thoughts wander to what I will do when I get out of this cramped little annex, but also I think about if I will ever even make it out. No one is certain what the outcome of this entire predicament will hold for us, however faith and hope are the only things we have left to hold on to. And oh, will we hold them dearly.
Its October 13, 1973, exactly 5 months into hiding. Lately I've been really annoyed with everyone in this place. I can't stand listening to my brother complain about everything. If we are going to stay in this room for any longer I might just strangle him. Also, my parents are fighting constantly, but how could you not when your in the same room for this long. I feel like I do the same thing everyday and its getting really boring. I want to go back to school and see my friends. Dad has been saying we will be out in no time, but he said that 3 months and 16 days ago, so I don't know what to believe...
ReplyDeletedear diary,
ReplyDeleteToday was a little better than most days. We celebrated hanukah and Anne gave us all very special gifts that we well thought out. This made up for all of the troubles she has caused with us. It felt a lot better to celebrate a holiday that was familiar with our religion.
Thats it for now, nicole binkley
I feel terrible. As a mother, I should be able to comfort my daughter and help her feel better. Instead, all Anne ever wants is her father. Last night, Anne had a terrible dream that she was being taken away by the Nazis. When I went to comfort her, she shooed me away and asked for her father. I even heard Anne say she only loves her father, and no one else. What have I done wrong?! It hurts me so much sometimes. I would do anything for her and she is telling her father she doesn't even love me. Margot says it's just a stage and this is the age when girls only want their fathers, but Margot never did that! I know I shouldn't compare Anne and Margot, but sometimes, it's hard not to! I just wish Anne was more like Margot sometimes. I just wish we could get out of this place, I miss my home! Maybe, when we get back home, and we all aren't on top of each other, Anne will love me again.
ReplyDelete-Edith Frank
Hello my name is Manthan Tailor. We have been stuck in an annex for several months and i hear footsteps outside. Then suddenly Anne starts to scream really loud which woke up everyone. Everyone kept saying disrespectful things to her not including me. The only person she could talk to or love is Mr.Frank not even her mom. She hated her mom. But in a couple of days a real big surprise happens on the first day of Hanukkah. Anne brings gifts for everyone! Margot gets a crossword puzzle book, Mr. Van Daan gets two cigarettes which he loves and i get a new drawing book so i can write and draw in it. After everyone receives their gift, everyone forgives Anne. Mr. Van Daans's cigarettes actually worked and Margot received a brand new puzzle, well sort of.
ReplyDeleteToday was another boring day. You may think it'd be exciting (not wholesome riding-a-jetskii exciting, but the hiding-from-a-serial-killer-or-else type of exciting) hiding from the Nazi's, but it gets tedious. Imagine being in a chicken coop, in a small space with the same chickens. Especially Anne, being the boisterous, noisy chicken that she is; always clucking about. Nonetheless, we sat in silence for what felt like years today. I read the same book I have been reading for the last six months, and as much as I love the story, I'm getting quite sick of it. I'd sleep, but the constant anxiety of being raided makes the thought of sleeping insufferable. The continuous pangs of hunger don't help much either. I look forward to being able to stretch out on my own bed at home, take a walk, and take a hot bath that wasn't in the tiny water closet. The day I get out will be the happiest day of my life. Until then diary...
ReplyDelete-Deisha Brahma
Dear Journal,
ReplyDeleteI have gone into hiding in a secret annex in order to prevent being forced to attend a concentration camp. My plan is to stay in hiding until the war is over and it is safe again. The annex is very small and cramped and there is little privacy. This is because there are seven other people in this annex with me. We also have to stay silent most of the day too since the annex is located in the attic of a workplace where people work during the day. We can only talk at night, and even then we have to keep our voices down and beware of the people that could possibly be outside and hear us. We also have to be careful that no one sees us when looking out the windows, and we have to wait to go to the bathroom until the workers leave,since it makes noise. Life in the annex is hard, but it is worth it if it will keep the others and myself safe. -Secret Annex Resident
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteIt's been several months in hiding and I'm about ready to explode. I just can't take sitting around with all the same people all the time! It gets so boring; just talking to all the same people all the time. The adults do nothing but nag. "You have to look like a lady!" they say. Honestly? We've all known each other for a while, and we can all hardly stand each other anymore. Why should we care what we look like around each other?
The kids are pretty okay, I guess. Like everyone, they get on my nerves sometimes, but not as much as those grown-ups do.
Oh well. I hope I just don't have to deal with it for very much longer. I'm ready to get out of here and move on with my life. I'm ready to leave this whole experience in the dust and start fresh. I'm ready to find my parents again, and tell them how much I've missed them. I'm ready to see my dog again, and tell him how much I've missed him; to scratch him behind the ears, just the way he likes... I'm ready to do all of that and more.
-Meredith
Dear diary,
ReplyDeletetension is building in the annex. I am trying to keep the spirit up for the holidays but it's hard. I'm trapped with people I don't like, forced to eat very little, forced to socialize with the socially awkward, forced to keep quiet for MY LIFE. They tell me it will be okay, but by the time this is up I fear who and where will "they" be? If things go wrong time could be limited for us diary. Until next time..
Dear diary
ReplyDeleteI have been hiding out under a compartment under my shed. I have been here for a few days waiting for my parents to come back to give the ok. I don’t even know or think if they’ll come back, I’m so scared. The only reason why I’m not starving is because I got all the cans inside the house before my parents told me to hide down here. I’ve been hearing screams, gunshots, and explosions all the time when I’m down here. I don’t know if it’s from the air raids, or more jews being sent to concentration camps. I don’t even know what to think about anymore besides of my parents.