EDNESDAY, JULY 1, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        Until today I ly couldnt find time to e you. I s     until today.

        ten to kno about s. s are in Belgium, but t to oo. Sly s and perfectly b. Ever since    me,     Ursuls side. So Im kind of a pep tonic. You never know w yood for!

        Jacque spent Saturday nigernoon s iff.

        o e over t evening, but ;to Anne?"

        "Ohis is Anne.”

        "O; “

        "Fihanks.”

        "I just ed to say Im sorry but I t e tonigo    all rig ten minutes "Yes, ts fine. Bye-bye!”

        "Okay, Ill be right over. Bye-bye!”

        I    to c rusairs, but ed quietly until    doo open t rigo t.

        "Anne, my grandmotoo young for me to be seeing you on a regular basis. So t you probably kno Im not going out h Ursul anymore.”

        "No, I didnt know.    wo ?”

        "No, not. I told Ursul t    suited to eac ter for us not to go toget t s my    ually, I t Ursul ed    t    true. And to    of course I didnt feel like it, and ts     one of the reasons.

        "Nos me to see Ursul and not you, but I dont agree and Im not going to. Sometimes old people    t doesnt mean I o go along s, but in a certain seoo. From nos made me sign up for a    actually I go to a club anized by ts. My grandparents dont    me to go, because ti-Zionists. Im not a fanatic Zionist, but it is me. Anys been sucely t Im planning to quit. So    ednesday    meeting.

        t means I    see you ednesday evening, Saturday afternoon, Saturday evening, Sunday afternoon and maybe even more."

        "But if yrandparents dont    you to, you? s go beheir backs.”

        "Alls fair in love and war.”

        Just ts Bookstore and ter Sc    time o me in ages, and it really made me feel good.

        Monday evening o meet Fat a cake and some dy, and     like sitting stiffly on our c out for a o my door until ten past eig    to get ime. I o promise to be en to eigure. Ive been asked to urday.

        ilma told me t one nig ;, Ursul or Anne?”

        ;Its none of your business.”

        But as    talked to eac of t;ell, I like Ater, but dont tell anyone. Bye!" And he door.

        I s kind of nice for a c    ly suitable. I too, but . Mot;A good-looking boy. Nid polite." Im glad     about t. Jacque still teases me about    Im not in love    really. Its all rigo have boys as friends.

        Nobody minds.

        Moto marry    ss Peter, because I talked    of t idea myself,    batting an eyelaser as Ive never loved anyone, and I tell myself o .    a friend, or as Mots it, a beau.

        Yours, Anne

        SUNDAY, JULY 5, 1942

        Dear Kitty,

        tion ceremony in ter on Friday    as expected. My report card    too bad. I got one D, a    algebra and all t Bs, except for ts are pleased, but t like ots o grades. t report cards, good or bad. As long as Im    talk baucisfied. If t, everytake care of itself.

        Im just te. I dont    to be a poor student. I ed to tional basis. I o stay in t tessori Sc o Jeer a great deal of persuasion, to accept Lies Goslar and me.

        Lies also passed to repeat ry exam.

        Poor Lies. It isnt easy for o study at er, a spoiled little t arts screaming, and if Lies doesnt look after arts screaming. So Lies ime doing s tut sting    . Mrs. Goslars parents live    door, but eat minded and absent Mr. Goslar and ta Ie Mrs.

        Goslar, s lost in the mayhem.

        My sister Margot ten    card.

        Brilliant, as usual. If ; s.

        Fat lately. to do at t must be ao feel youre not needed. Mr. Kleiman aken over Opekta, and Mr.

        Kugler, Gies & Co., titutes t    up in 1941.

        A feaking a stroll around our neigo talk about going into     off from t of this up now.

        "ell, Anne," ;you kno for more ture to ot    our belongings to be seized by t to fall into tc    to be hauled away.”

        "But    scared.

        "Dont you ake care of everyt enjoy your carefree life while you .”

        t . O e true for as long as possible.

        time to stop.

        Yours, Anne

        EDNESDAY, JULY 8, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        It seems like years since Sunday m. So mucs as if turned upside do as you    see, Kitty, Im still alive, and ts t, but dont ask and a oday, so Ill begin by telling you w ernoon.

        At t but o e back later), t , since I    on ttle    appeared in tcated. "Fatice from t; s;Moto see Mr.

        van Daan" (Mr. van Daan is Fatner and a good friend.)

        I unned. A call-up: everyone kno means. Visions of tration camps and lonely cells raced t Fato suce? "Of course    going," declared Margot as ed for Mot;Moto Mr. van Daan to ask oget; Silence. e couldnt speak. t of Fating someone in tal and pletely una, to silence.

        Suddenly t;ts ; I said.

        "Dont open t; exclaimed Margot to stop me. But it    necessary, since alking to    time t or I o tiptoe doairs to see if it    let anyone else in. Margot and I    from ted to talk to Mother alone.

        ting in our bedroom, Margot told me t t for Fat for    to cry. Margot is sixteen -- apparently t to send girls    t be going; Mot be    o me about oing into y? In try? In a ions I    alloo ask, but till kept running through my mind.

        Margot and I started pag our most important belongings into a sc tu ters. Preoccupied by t of going into uck t t Im not sorry. Memories mean more to me than dresses.

        Fato ask if    evening. Mr. van Daa and    to get Miep. Miep arrived and promised to return later t nigaking s, underogs. After t it    in our apartment; none of us felt like eating. It ill , and everytrange.

        e ed    upstairs room to a Mr. Goldsc, a divorced man in ies,    evening, since despite all our polite s il ten oclock.

        Miep and Jan Gies came at eleven. Miep, o Mieps bag and Jans deep pockets. At eleven-ty too disappeared.

        I d be my last nig a il Mot five-ty t m. Fortunately, it    as    as Sunday; a    the day.

        t looked as if o spend t in a refrigerator, and all t just so ake more clotuation case full of clots, a dress, and over t a skirt, a jacket, a raincoat, togs, s more. I ing even before    t no oo ask me .

        Margot stuffed    to get o t unkno any rate, ts    of it, since I still didnt know where our hiding place was.

        At seven-ty oo closed tje, my cat, ure I said good-bye to. Acc to a note    foldsc, so be taken to the neighbors, who would give her a good home.

        tripped beds, t table, t for t i    in a     ied in impressions. e just ed to get out of to get aion in safety. Nottered.

        More tomorrow.

        Yours, Anne

        thURSDAY, JULY 9, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        So to t varied assortment of items. to    t early ic looks;

        you could tell by t t offer us some kind of transportation; tar spoke for itself.

        Only    did Fattle by little, ure and apparel out of tment as     o s call-up notice, to be moved up ten days, h less orderly rooms.

        ted in Fats a little siders to uand, so Ill explain. Fat    of people y-typist named Bep Voskuijl, all of ants, none of hing.

        ion of toreroom and is divided into several differeions, suco and titute are ground.

        o tside door, a separate entrao t i a stair top of tairs is anoted ; is ten in black letters. t office -- very large, very liger passing taining a safe, a o tuffy back office. to be s nos only oct. Mr. Kuglers office    also be realy t    be opened from t not easily from tside. If you leave Mr. Kuglers offid proceed t teps, you find yourself in te office, tire building. Elegant maure, a linoleum floor covered    class.

        door is a spacious kitc-er er and t a bats the sed floor.

        A aircase leads from tairs o t top of tairs is a landing,    takes you up te area, attid loft in t part of typically Dutceep, aing fligairs also runs from t part of to anoto treet.

        to t of to t;Secret Annex" at t t plain gray door. t one small step in front eep fligairs. to t is a narro serves as t MAP hERE]

        room and bedroom.    door is a smaller room, tudy of t of tairs is a oilet and anotots and my room. If you go up tairs and open t top, youre surprised to see sud spacious room in an old alside    tains a stove (to t    it used to be Mr. Kuglers laboratory) and a sink.

        tcudy for us all. A tiny side room is to be Peter van Daans bedroom. t as in t part of ttid a loft. So troduced you to the whole of our lovely Annex!

        Yours, Anne

        FRIDAY, JULY 10, 1942

        Dearest Kitty, Ive probably bored you ion of our    I still t from my    letters.

        But first, let me tinue my story, because, as you kno finiser    263 Prinsengracaircase to t floor and into t t ing for us.

        Our living room and all tuff t I t find to describe it. All t    to t feo ceted to sleep in properly made beds t nigo get going and straig o move a muscle. ttresses, tired, miserable and I dont kno Fatarted in right away.

        All day long o our    beds at en a    meal all day, but    care; Mot oo tired and keyed up to eat, and Fatoo busy.

        tuesday m arted    before. Bep and Miep    grocery sion coupons, Fat ss, co sundoil ednesday, I didnt o t the enormous ge in my life.

        t time since our arrival in t Annex, I found a moment to tell you all about it and to realize    to happen.

        Yours, Anne

        SAtURDAY, JULY 11, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        Fat still t get used to tertoren clock, ime every quarter of an    me, I liked it from tart; it sounds so reassuring, especially at nig    to    I t I dont really kno. I dont t    t doesnt mea. Its more like being on vacation in some strange pension. Kind of an odd o look at life in    ts o    may be damp and lopsided, but t a more fortable erdam. No, in all of holland.

        Up to nos blank o Fat my entire postcard and movie-star colle o a brus of glue, I o plaster tures. It looks muco build cupboards and ot of ttic.

        Margot and Mot. Yesterday Mot -pea soup for t time, but tairstalking and fot all about it. t of scraping could get t of the pan.

        Last nig doo te offid listeo England on t    t I literally begged Fato take me back upstairs. Motood my ay and    ever    arted off immediately t day seains. Actually, you    , si scraps of fabric, varying greatly in sy and pattern, coget acked to

        tay until    of hiding.

        t is a branc is a furniture er    travel t to coug nighough she has a bad cold, and are giving her large doses of codeine.

        Im looking foro t for tuesday. It . You see, its t makes me so nervous during ts, and Id give anyto have one of our helpers sleep here.

        Its really not t bad en to the radio in Daddys office.

        Mr. Kleiman and Miep, and Bep Voskuijl too, ra o buy lots of games. Of course,    ever look out tside. And    so tairs t hear us.

        Yesterday    tes of co . ere going to use ty crates to make bookshelves.

        Someones calling me.

        Yours, Anne

        ENt ADDED BY ANNE OEMBER 2g, 1942: Not beina able to ao outside upsets me more terrified our    , of course, is a fairly dismal prospect.

        SUNDAY, JULY 12, 1942

        to me t mont every day I feel myself drifting furt. I o start pig on me again five minutes later.

        You    easily see t and t broke the vacuum er, and because of

        t    lig of t;ell, Margot, its easy to see youre not used to ter to yank t by t; Margot made some reply, and t ory.

        But ternoon, o ree somet because ing is so o read, s let me. S again, and tting involved.

        I dont fit in    t clearly in t feimental toget Id ratimental on my o is     along so    giving a moments t to t t I do way.

        Daddys tands me, no. Anot stand is alk about me in front of outsiders, telling ts horrible.

        And sometimes talk about Moortje and I t take t at all. Moortje is my . I miss e of ten I tears. Moortje is so s, and I love    I keep dreaming so us.

        I y of dreams, but ty is t ay il t ever go outside, and tors oo dangerous.

        ENt ADDED BY ANNE IEMBER 1942: Daddys ally, and I o- talk sometime    my bursting instantly into tears. But apparently t o do h my age.

        Id like to spend all my time ing, but t    b.

        Up to nos to my diary. I still    gotten around to ing amusing sketc I could read aloud at a later date. In ture Im going to devote less time to seality and more time to reality.
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