tUESDAY, MAY 2, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Saturday niger    us. After ,    I s sive. As soon as I came doairs, I    o get some er. airs, I said, "Fat oget exactly sit at opposite ends of ts wrong?”

        Fat;No, I dont ts    Anne, o be careful." o t effect, and t upstairs.

        Sunday m o ;Anne, Ive been t ; (O ;s not suc you    friends. Is Peter in love h you?”

        "Of course not," I answered.

        "ell, you knoand bot you must be to sraint;

        dont go upstairs so often, dont ence ters like ts alakes tive role, and its up to to set ts. Outside, . You see otdoors, take part in sports and all kinds of activities. But ogetoo muc to get a. You see eacime, in fact. Be careful, Anne, and dont take it too seriously!

        "I dont, Fat Peters a det boy, a nice boy.”

        "Yes, but    rengter. o do good, but also to do bad. I    ays good, because ;

        e talked some more and agreed t Fato oo.

        Sunday afternoon tic, Peter asked, "alked to your Fat, Anne?”

        "Yes," I replied, "Ill tell you all about it.    ts     ers, it could lead to flicts.”

        "eve already agreed not to quarrel, and I plan to keep my promise.”

        "Me too, Peter. But Fat t    friends. Do you till    be?”

        "Yes, I do.    you?”

        "Me too. I also told Fat I trust you. I do trust you, Peter, just as mucrust. You are, arent you?”

        "I ; (he was very shy, and blushing.)

        "I believe in you, Peter," I tinued. "I believe you er and t youll get ahis world.”

        After t alked about oter I said, "If    out of    give me anot.”

        all fired up. "ts not true, Anne. O let you even t about me!”

        Just then somebody called us.

        Fatalk to old me Monday. "Your Fat our friends turn into love," ;But I told rol.”

        Fats me to stop going upstairs so often, but I dont    to. Not just because I like being er, but because Ive said I trust rust    to prove it to    Ill never be able to if I stay doairs out of distrust.

        No, Im going!

        In time, turday evening at dinner he

        apologized iiful Dutcely reciled. Dussel must    all day practig his speech.

        Sunday,    i. e gave tle of good    after all) presented o make lemonade), Miep a book, Little Martin, and Bep a plant. reated everyoo an egg.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        EDNESDAY, MAY 3, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        First tion from politics. tely noto report. Im also gradually starting to believe t ter all, t let ty work;

        actually, t doing anyt t either.

        Mr. Kleiman es to t a ne of springs for Peters divan, so Peter    to ; Not surprisingly,    at all in t some flea pos.

        old you t our Boc seen    t urned o a tasty dis will be wearing a cap made of Bocer is broken.

        For t ting lunc eleven-ty on Saturdays; in to make do    cereal. Starting tomorroll be like t saves us a meal. Vegetables are still very o e by. ternoon en boiled lettuce. Ordinary lettuce, spinac- tuce, ts all to t rotten potatoes, and you    for a king!

        I     it finally started last Sunday.

        Despite t    deserted me.

        As you o doubt imagine, en say in despair, "s t of the war?

        people live togetru?"

        tion is uandable, but up to noory anster airplanes and bombs and at time eion?    on t a penny is available for medical sce, artists or to starve ting as of the world? Oh, eople so crazy?

        I dont believe tis and capitalists. O as guilty; otions ive urge in people, te, murder and kill. And until all of y,    exception, undergoes a metamorpio be     up, cultivated and gro doroyed, only to start allain!

        Ive often been do never desperate. I look upon our life iing adventure, full of danger and romance, and every privation as an amusing addition to my diary. Ive made up my mind to lead a different life from ot to bee an ordinary er on.    Im experieng o an iing life, and ts to laug t dangerous moments.

        Im young and ies; Im young and strong and living ture; Im rig and t spend all day plaining because its impossible to ion and strengturing, I feel liberation dray of nature and t a fasating and amusing adve, why should I despair?

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        FRIDAY, MAY 5, 1944

        Dear Kitty,

        Fater our talk on Sunday    Id stop going upstairs every evening.     "Knutsc;* [* Neg] going on. I t stand t alking about it oo! Ill oday. Margot gave me some good advice.

        Id like to say:

        I t an explanation from me, Fated in me, you expected more restraint from me, you no doubt    me to act teen-year-old is supposed to. But ts where youre wrong!

        Sinig I and my ing to go upstairs! Ive no of Mot didnt . Ive struggled long and ears to bee as indepe as I am no I dont care. I kno person, and I dont feel I o at to you for my as. Im only telling you t    you to t table to, and ts me.

        includes you -- closed t rary, all I ever got ions not to be so noisy. I o keep myself from being miserable all time. I    to keep from o listen to tting on an act for t year and a . Ive never plained or dropped my mask, nottle is over. Ive , in bot need a mle a stronger person.

        No its over, no I ko go my oo follo seems rigo me. Dont teen-year-old, since all troubles    regret my as, Ill behink I should!

        Gentle persuasion    keep me from going upstairs. Youll eito forbid it, or trust me tever you do, just leave me alone!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        SAtURDAY, MAY 6, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Last nigucked tter Id ten into Fat. Acc tot,    and    for t of tairs doing t    t of sucle would

        be. ive! I immediately told Peter not to ask any questions or say anyto me about tter. Is o?

        Everyto normal. e     Jan, Mr.

        Kugler and Mr. Kleiman tell us about tside; ea costs 350.00 guilders, ter 35.00 guilders, one egg 1.45 guilders. People are paying 14.00 guilders an ounce for Bulgarian tobacco! Everyorading on t; every errand boy o offer. ts for one measly skein-t ion books, an uaker delivers cs are daily occurrences. Even t g in on t. Everyoo put food in tomaco resort t to track doeen, sixteeeen and older wed missing every day.

        I    to try to finisory about Ellen, t for fun, I    give it to Fatogets.

        See you later! (Actually, ts not t p from England t;Aufil e again.")

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        SUNDAY M, MAY 7,1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Fatalk yesterday afternoon. I cried my eyes out, and oo. Do you knoty?

        "Ive received maers in my lifetime, but none as ful as ts. You, er alk of not o at to us for your as! You feel youve been    to your o injustice!

        "Per mean it t    ts e. No, Anne, we o deserve suc;

        O tire life. I used my tears to so make myself seem important so    me. Ive certainly    Motrue. But to accuse Pim, oo cruel for words.

        Its good t somebody    me doo size, oo smug. Not everytress Anne does is good! Any- one    of the low!

        Im most aso tter in tove, and o me noo learn. Its time you made a beginning, in- stead of looking do othe blame!

        Ive kno of sorro    my age? Ive been putting on an act, but    lonely, but never desperate! Not like Fat into treet    ao it all. Ive never go far.

        I ss done t be undone, but at least you    keep it from o start all over, and t s be difficult, no I er. iting me, I kno! Im not alone anymore. ing and my diary. Im not all t ugly, or t stupid, I ion, and I    to develop a good cer!

        Yes, Anne, you kne your letter rue, but you ually proud of it! Ill take Father as my example once again, and I will improve myself.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        MONDAY, MAY 8, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        old you anyt our family? I dont t me begin.

        Fat am Main to very s: Michael Frank owned

        a bank and became a millionaire, and Alice Sterns parents    and o-do. Mic start out ricies every s, beautiful girls, zing, dinners, a c. After Grandpa died, most of t, and after t ar and inflation t at all. Up until till quite a feremely    time in y-five years,    t table.

        Mot as    still fairly ened openmouto stories of private balls, dinners and e parties s.

        ere far from ric Ive pinned all my er t so set on a beois life as Mot. Id like to spend a year in Paris and London learning tudying art ory. pare t , o nurse neine. I still ing people. As Ive told you many times before, I    to see ting ttle money    !

        told us about    party, o on Saturday. ts are ricer telling us about t able soup balls, c,    beef, rolls tes, and you could eat as muced.

        Miep drank ten sctes -- could temperance advocate? If Miep drank all to toss do ty tle tipsy, of course. took pograps, since sly acts ch people.

        Our m so muc t and ely famis not amins!) and rotten pota- toes day after day; omac boiled lettuce, ratuce, spinag as Popeye, to no!

        If Miep aken us along to ty, t    over for ts. If cluding ture. I tell you, ically pulling t out of hered around her as if wed never in all our lives heard of”

        delicious food or elegant people! And ters of tinguishe world is a crazy place!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        tUESDAY, MAY 9, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Ive finisory about Ellen, t out on epaper, decorated it ogete pretty, but I dont knos enoug. Margot and Motten poems.

        Mr. Kugler came upstairs ternoon    starting Monday, Mrs.

        Broks o spend t imagiaff    be able to e upstairs, tatoes t be delivered, Bep    get    go to t be able to move and all sorts of oty of o get rid of    a good laxative in    do trick. "No," Mr. Kleiman ans;please dont, or    he .

        A roar of laug;t; Mrs. van D. asked. " does t mean?" An explanation ;Is it all rigo use t ; s innoce. "Just imagine," Bep giggled, "t to t even knoalking about!”

        Dussel nos on t;," to borro ty on t. ternoon I boldly took a piece of pink paper and e:

        Mr. Dussels toilet timetable Ms from 7: 15 to 7:30 A.M.

        Afternoons after 1 P.M.

        Otherwise, only as needed!

        I tacked to till inside. I migransgressors    to fi!" Because our batside.

        Mr. van Daans latest joke:

        After a Bible lesson about Adam and Eve, a teen-year-old boy asked ;tell me, Fat born?”

        "ell," t;tork plucked you out of t you do    bled so muco stay in bed for a week.”

        Not fully satisfied, t to ;tell me, Mot; ; born and    born?”

        old ory. Finally, o s,    to ;tell me, Grandfat; ; born and er get born?" And for time old exactly tory.

        t nige in ;After careful inquiry, I must clude t tercourse in our family for t tions!”

        I still o do; its already three oclock.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        PS. Siio    to    sy years old and , in vie eight people in hiding are capable of mak- ing.

        O, its sucside!

        EDNESDAY, MAY 10, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        e ting in ttic yesterday afternoon er of er beer    mig pausing to reply, o t-ter -- and shoved

        Mousg beside ter box, back to t place. ts and squeals, and t time ook off doairs. In searco    over a cra tely trickled doo ttid, as luck    to tato barrel. ttic floor    its stle yelloo table, betogs and books.

        I er, it er armed er, powdered bleach, and Mr.

        van Daan trying to calm everyone do t its a    t cat puddles stink to atoes proved t all too ed in a bucket and brougairs to burn.

        Poor Mousos impossible to get peat for your box?

        AhURSDAY, MAY 11, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        A neake you laugh:

        Peters o be cut, and as usual o be t seven ty-five Peter vaniso    troke of seven-ty, stripped doo runks and a pair of tennis shoes.

        "Are you ing?" her.

        "Yes, Ill be up in a minute, but I t find the scissors!”

        Peter ics dra;Dont make sucer," she grumbled.

        I didnt catcers reply, but it must , because s, aer pulled ;e on, old girl!"

        Mrs. van D. stayed put. Peter grabbed s and pulled    noter led tic stairs,    go of her. Mrs. van D.

        came back to to a ch a loud sigh.

        "Die Enifu"ter,". I joked. [* tion of Moto Mozarts opera tion from t;Yes, but    me.”

        I    to , red s er. Peter, still by tairs and groient again, strode into t in amer. Mrs. van D. didnt move, but stayed by ing desk, looking for a ;Youve got to apologize first.”

        "All rig only because if I dont, .”

        Mrs. van D. o lauge of    up and    to obliged to give us an explanation. (By us I mean Fat; like t ; s;Id ed airs [!]. . t t time s    . Did you treat your mot ; S, pag bad fortever came into ill    gone upstairs.

        Finally, at long last, s.

        Less tes later sormed back doairs, , and flung    sairs. Sore doairs like a tornado, probably straigo tti.

        S e up again until eigime er tic, given a merciless scolding and s, no-good bum, bad example, A, I couldnt .

        Everyto oday!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        P.S. tuesday and ednesday evening our beloved Queen addressed try. Saking a vacation so surn to therlands.

        S;soon, ;a s liberation," "heroism”

        and "heavy burdens.”

        ter Gerbrandy. tle c Motinctively said, "Ooo; A clergyman, ake care of tration camps and prisons and everyone w in Germany.

        thURSDAY, MAY 11, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Since Ive left my entire "junk box" -- including my fountain pen -- upstairs and Im not alloo disturb time (until ty), youll o make do ter in pencil.

        Im terribly busy at t, and strange as it may sound, I dont ime to get tell you briefly    to do? ell tomorrouro tarted reading it yesterday and ten up to page 220 out of 320 pages, so Ill ma.    i t, I finis volume of a biograperday, and I still o    ts Ive collected and tes Ive taken.

        I o be ten doars are in a terrible disarray and are dying to be straig, but sill take several days to do t and Professor Anne is, as so o put up ing to be untangled, siicolored tly in need of attention, or else Ill fet entirely    into ture. to tting everyt    you do    imagine ful Ill be wy!

        O going to take before I e to tory of t do they mean by Sodom and Gomorrah? Oh,

        till so muco find out and learn. And in time, Ive left Cte of tine in the lurch.

        You    see, t you, Kitty, t Im full to bursting?

        And    my greatest , and later on, a famous er. ell o    and see if true, but up to now Ive opics.

        In any case, after to publis Annex. It remains to be seen he basis.

        I also o finis;Cadys Life." Ive t up t of t. After being cured in torium, Cady goes baues ing to s 1941, and it doesnt take o discover    of ting apart. t a back toget break up tered, and because ss to udies nursing. After graduation ss a position, at tB sanatorium in Szerland. During    vacation so Lake o,    ook    of depression.

        No tle Cady again, e of    er Cady learns t ruggling h.

        y-seven, Cady marries a o-do man from try, named Simon. So love    not as muc il one night she dreams of him and says farewell.

        . . .

        Its not seal nonses based on tory of Fathers life.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        SAtURDAY, MAY 13, 1944

        My dearest Kitty,

        Yesterday eent ts never snut tree is in full bloom. Its covered iful t year.

        Fature from Mr.

        Kugler, terdam from Dussel, a ifully it migaining ttle of beer, a jar of yogurt and a gree made our jar of molasses seem ratry. My roses smelled o Miep and Beps red ations. y petits fours arrived from Siemons Bakery, delicious! Fatreated us to spice cake, to beer and to yogurt. Everytious!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        tUESDAY, MAY 16, 1944

        My dearest Kitty, just for a c    a little discussio night:

        Mrs. van D.: "ty of time to fortify tlantic all, and tainly do everyto iss amazing rong the Germans are!”

        Mr. van D.: "Oh, yes, amazing.

        Mrs. van D.: "It is!”

        Mr. van D.: &qu to    w you mean?”

        Mrs. van D.: "t. Im not vi t.”

        Mr. van D.: "I    even ans.”

        Mrs. van D.: "You al yourself get carried aime."

        Mr. van D.: "No, I dont. I alo the bare minimum.”

        Mrs. van D.: "But you al!

        Your predis rue, you know!”

        Mr. van D.: "So far they have.”

        Mrs. van D.: "No t. You said to start last year, to    of talian campaign ougo    er, and tured Lemberg. O set mucore by your predis.”

        Mr. van D. (leaping to ): " you s your trap for a eday youll get tired of needling me. I t stand your bellyace longer. just , one day Ill make you eat your ; (End of Ae.)

        Actually, I coulder ing o keep from laugupid groo learn a fe before tart making so many remarks about tion!

        Since Friday    night.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        Our Annex Family Is Ied In (A Systematic Survey of Courses and Readina Matter)

        Mr. van Daan. No courses; looks up many things in Knaurs Encyclopedia and Lexi;

        likes to read detective stories, medical books and love stories, exg or trivial.

        Mrs. van Daan. A correspondence course in Engliso read biographer kinds of novels.

        Mr. Frank. Is learning Englis of Latin; never reads novels, but likes serious, rations of people and places.

        Mrs. Frank. A correspondence course in Englis detective stories.

        Mr. Dussel. Is learning Englisciceable results; reads

        everyty.

        Peter van Daan. Is learning Engliscimes matimes geography.

        Margot Frank. Correspondence courses in Englisin, setry, solid geometry, mecry, algebra, geometry, Engliserature, Freure, German literature, Dutcerature, bookkeeping, geograpory, biology, eics; reads everything, preferably ion and medie.

        Anne Frank. Scry, algebra, eograp ory, mytory, Dutcerature; likes to read biograping, and ory books (sometimes novels and light reading).

        FRIDAY, MAY 19, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        I felt rotteerday. Vomiting (and t from Anne!), omacter today. Im famis I the brown beans were having for dinner.

        Everyter aer need for tenderill bluss    kiss, and tter substitute for Bod.    knowing somebody loves him.

        After my laborious quest, Ive distanced myself a little from tuation, but you mustnt ters a s, but Ive slammed to my inner self; if s to force to use a harder crowbar!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        SAtURDAY, MAY 20, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Last nigtic, I noticed, t I e tions er and Margenealogy file, my notebooks, my books, everyt. I nearly cried, and I    I started speaking German. I t remember a    acc tot I babbled somet "unlioersesetzli"* [* Incalculable loss, terrible, a laug joined in, but I felt like g because all my e notes .

        I took a closer look and, luckily, die "incalculable loss"    as bad as Id expected.

        Up iic I carefully peeled apart die ss of paper diat uck togedier and dien o dry. It te.

        "Its Rassensc;* Mr. van Daan joked. [An affront to racial purity.] After entrusting my papers to Peters care, I    back doairs.

        "; I asked Margot, whem.

        "Algebra," Margot said.

        But as luck    entirely ruined. I    one. I cover are t least ty girls s old, yello    time Im in a o tear to pieces!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        MONDAY, MAY 22,1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        On May 20, Fat    and o give five jars of yogurt to Mrs. van Daan:

        till    begun. I    safely say t all of Amsterdam, all of    tire ern coast of Europe, all to Spain, are talking about t, debating, makis and . . . hoping.

        to fever pitc;good" Dutc t everyoerful strategical move. O deeds-great, heroic deeds.

        No one    see fart to t t tising for try and ts Englands duty to save    obligations do to? O. te tainly no more to blame for tries, large and small, t are nois about to offer true, tself, but all tries, especially too. England and t of t burying your    rich policy.

        No try sacrifices its men    reason, aainly not is of anotion. tion and freedom    England, not territories, will c.

        treat sorroitude toold t anti-Semitism    red is uandable, maybe even    t doesnt make it rigo tians, ts to to suffer te and puniss t ed out to so many. All of true. But as    tter from botians ay differently if tians, remain silent in ts practically impossible, so whe Jews?

        Its being said in underground circles t ted to    to Poland s be alloo return here.

        ted t to asylum in    once ler is goo Germany.

        , you begin to    old t ice! the

        even over, and already ts sad, very sad t teentime: " one    does is    one Jes on all Jews.”

        to be , I t uand    of good, , uprig in judgment on us t oppressed, unfortunate and pitiable people in all the world.

        I    ti-Semitism is just a passing t tcrue colors, t t ts to be just, for t!

        And if t terrible t, till left in o go. e too ry, urns its ba us.

        I love    o me, since I    my own. And I ill!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        thURSDAY, MAY 25, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Beps e mucicularly pleased. Bertus may be a eady, atic young man, but Bep doesnt love o me ts enougo advise    marrying him.

        Beps trying to get aus is pulling    any is or any desire to make somet tll make Bep and Beps ing to put ao o e    t even worse.

        So se ter, and now shes engaged.

        tors involved in t. First, Beps sick fatus very muc of teases    being an old maid. t tury-four, and t matters a great deal to Bep.

        Mot er if Bep us. I dont knoand    married only after tus is in    any rate    o t.    a sorry prospect for Bep, for o appreciate her!

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        ted.

        also because its terrible for Mr. van hoeven.

        turned upside do det people are beio tration camps, prisons and lonely cells, s caugeering, anotunate souls. Unless youre a Nazi, you dont knoo o you from one day to t.

        Mr. van    loss to us too. Bep t possibly lug sucs of potatoes all to, so our only co eat feell you s certainly not going to make life , eat    cereal and bread for luncatoes for dinner and, if possible, vegetables or lettuce or ts all to be    not.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        FRIDAY, MAY 26, 1944

        My dearest Kitty,

        At long, long last, I    sit quietly at my table before te you everyt to say.

        I feel more miserable ter t feel so utterly broken, inside and out. On t Mr. van ion (ension, tmospment ier. On t, tecost reception, tories about cabarets, movies and certs. t gap, t enormous gap, is al t day (and tened, and tension and despair    be read on our faces.

        Miep and Mr. Kugler bear test burden for us, and for all t of us, ension and strain. Mr. Kleiman and Bep also take very good care of us, but to put t of ts only for a fe t. But tings, ts    tension is sometimes relieved, if only for a s wo years weve been    press I down on us?

        t run ter, or if rickle;

        flusoilet, so oilet brusting our dirty er into a big eartoday, but    on atioment t e until tuesday.

        Miep sent us a raisin bread ;ecost" ten on top. Its almost as if s;happy.”

        eve all beore frig;s; from all I sides, and ly. t as easily do t oo!    will we do if were ever.

        . . no, I must do tioself be puso today; on trary, all t is looming before me in all its horror.

        I o go doairs alo eigo use tening to ted to be brave, but it

        erious muffied sounds from upstairs and treet, I o o keep from getting the shivers.

        Miep ing muco I    told you about t yet. Miep came up oernoon all flusraig if    too ed    anti-Semitism.

        Fatunned and quickly talked    of t some of Mieps suspi erest in our troubles, tainly s botheyre such good, noble people!

        Ive asked myself again and again    ter if o    o go t t ill love life,    fotten ture, and we keep hing.

        Let somety. Let t least to be tors or the vanquished.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank

        EDNESDAY, MAY 31, 1944

        Dearest Kitty,

        Saturday, Sunday, Monday and tuesday it oo    to ain peo you. Friday turday t in ternoon and told us a lot about Jopiej so make sure t been a break-in and stayed for breakfast. Monday (a ecost), Mr. Gies served as tcuesday o ope    iful and ;" is a better o give you an idea of ts, Ill briefly describe tering days.

        Saturday: "onderful, astic ; ;If only it

        quite so ," ernoon, wo be s.

        Sunday: "ts unbearable, tters melt- ing, t a cool spot any be opened. e poor outcasts are suffog ." (Acc to Mrs. van D.)

        Monday: "My feet , I o    do t!" Grumbling from early in to late at nig was awful.

        I t stand t. Im glad today, but t till shining.

        Yours, Anne

        M. Frank
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