MONDAY, DECEMBER 6, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        t got to St. Nic back to last years festively decorated basket.

        More t it errible to skip a celebration ter long deliberation, I finally came up ed rim, and

        a    to ing a verse for each person.

        Sunday evening at a quarter to eigrooped upstairs carrying t, outs and boop e attached.

        Everyo. I removed te and read it aloud:

        "Once again St. Nico our hideaway;

        It    be quite as Jun, I fear, As t year.

        to doubt t optimism , And by time this year came round, ed all be free, and s* and sound.

        Still, lets not Jet its St. Nic to give away.

        ell o find someto do:

        So everyone please look in their shoe!”

        As eacook t of t, ter.

        Inside eactle o its owner.

        Yours, Anne

        Dearest Kitty,

        A bad case of flu ed me from ing to you until today. Being sick o duder t -- oimes -- and try to keep from coughing anymore.

        Most of time tickle refused to go a dizzy just t all ted to: sing out team treatment,    presses, dry presses,    drinks, s, lying still, ing pad, -er bottles, lemonade and, every tter? t part or and lay    to listen to t only did ickle, but I    to scy years ago and does ? After all,    my

        boyfriend! For t matter,    be able to tell a hy one.

        o , since    enoug my illness. Im fit as a fiddle again. Ive gro    itco get bay books.

        Ausna ting o probably    last long. t been su t least six months.

        Bep is still in isolation, but any day noagious.

        For Cmas, tira cooking oil, dy and molasses. For hanukkah, Mr.

        Dussel gave Mrs. van Daan and Motiful cake, op of all to do! Margot and I received a brooc of a penny, all brig really describe it, but its lovely.

        I also mas present for Miep and Bep. For a o    made.

        t, tove stinks, and tomacy of rumbles.

        t an impasse, spirits are low.

        Yours, Anne

        FRIDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1943

        Dear Kitty,

        As Ive ten you many times before, moods endency to affect us quite a bit s beeing ely. "ode betrubt"* [* A famous line from Goet;On top of t;] certainly applies to me. Im "on top of t; e o ot;in t;    Jopies rips, soon teas h friends.

        I dont t I long to ime for ond

        to laug s.

        ere stu ter and tmas and Neing t makes me seem so ungrateful, but I t keep everyto myself, so Ill repeat    t;Paper is more patient than people.”

        side, s to keep from t;o breat; I t do t -- on trary, I o    a bold fa t ts keep ing any just once, but over and over.

        Believe me, if youve been s up for a year and a     get to be too mucimes. But feelings t be ignored, no matter    rateful to ride a bike, da Im free, a I t let it s imagine o feel sorry for ourselves or ent clearly visible on our faces.    get us? I sometimes and itude and not     kno be able to talk about it art to cry. g    bring relief, as long as you dont cry alone. Despite all my ts, I miss -- every day and every ands me. ts o be to my cer on. t take everytoo seriously, but    difficult to describe    t; says it all.

        Do you knoo give me t sounds like "Mom," I often call ; Momsy." Sometimes I sen it to "Moms"; an imperfect "Mom." I ; Its a good t realize t would only make her unhappy.

        ell, ts enoug. My ing    from "ths of despair.”

        Yours, Anne

        Its ter Cmas, and I t    Pim and tory old me time last year. I didnt uand t up again, I migo sood w

        !

        I told me because ;intimate secrets" of so many oto express alks about    t     fool me into tten t girl. s made ing, since    blind to Mots. I o be a little like    o go t he has!

        Anne MONDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1943

        Friday evening, for t time in my life, I received a Cmas present. Mr.

        Kleiman, Mr. Kugler and tmas cake ;Peace 1944" ten on top, and Bep provided a batc o preandards.

        t for Peter, Margot and me, and a bottle of beer for eacs. And once agaiy pictures glued to t, the holidays passed by quickly for us.

        Anne EDNESDAY, DECEMBER 29, 1943

        I    nigo me once more.

        Grandma, o Grandma. tle ood erest sook i ed us.

        And to t all t time serrible secret. * [*Annes grandmoterminally ill.] Grandma was always so loyal and good. S any of us down.

        ever ter uck up for me. Grandma, did you love me, or did you not ua know.

        e of us. You    be lonely even    bd"dI" any 0 y s one an only.

        And ill alive? s sco us.    my fate migen miserable about w goes on here?

        S I be ented and glad, except    to scream in terror? Because, in spite of everytill dont    deserve, a eacakes!

        t to tears; in fact, you could spend t you    do is pray fod to perform a miracle and save at least some of t!

        AhURSDAY, DECEMBER 30, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        Si raging quarrels, ttled do;upstairs," but also betatoes in ter in t of us didnt agree atoes as    seems ts and oils arent being doled out fairly, and Moto o put a stop to it. Ill let you king developments. For t feting up t (t, ours ), t it, ), tatoes (t), tras and noatoes too.

        If only    up pletely!

        Yours, Anne

        P.S. Bep ure postcard of tire Royal Family copied for me. Juliana looks very young, and so does ttle girls are adorable. It    you think?
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