APRIL, 1943
thURSDAY, APRIL 1, 1943
Dearest Kitty,
Im not really in te).
On trary, today I can safely quote t; Misfortunes never come singly.”
First, Mr. Kleiman, our merry suns of gastrointestinal erday and ay in bed for at least tell you t omace a bit, and to go to tal next week.
o undergo surgery. Fourtries came from Frankfurt to discuss ta deliveries. Fatant points enougime to give Mr. Kugler a thor ough briefing.
tlemen arrived from Frankfurt, and Fat t of alks ;If only I could be tairs,quot; he exclaimed.
quot;Go lie doo t to te office, and youll be able to erday morning at ten-ty Margot and Pim (tter took up ts on talks finis Fato continue en ing campaign. o lie for able position. At ty me company. tion I suddenly fell asleep on t didnt dare touc s. I slept for a good art,
ten every ant discussion. Luckily, Margot tention.
Yours, Anne
FRIDAY, APRIL 2, 1943
Dearest Kitty,
Oem o my list of sins. Last niging for Fato tuck me in an say my prayers o t on my bed and asked very gently, quot;Anne, Daddy isnt ready. if I listen to your prayers tonight?”
quot;No, Momsy,quot; I replied.
Mot up, stood beside my bed for a moment and tourned, orted ;I dont to be angry make you love me!quot; A feears slid do the door.
I lay still, t o reject I also kne I feel like it. It just doesnt sorry for Mot time in my life I noticed s indifferent to my coldness. I saalked about not being able to make me love s o tell trut trut sed me. Sactless comments and cruel jokes about matters I dont tive to any sign of love on . Just as my sinks every time I s sank wween us.
S and didnt get any sleep. Fat me, and if o cross mine, I can read ;her so sad!”
Everyone expects me to apologize, but t sometold truter Moto find out anyo be indifferent to Motears and Fat Ive al. I can only feel sorry for Moto figure out itude s, I will
continue to remain silent and aloof, and I dont intend to sruts postponed, t o accept it w!
Yours, Anne
tUESDAY, APRIL 27, 1943
Dearest Kitty,
till trembling from tereffects of t everyone else: Mother and Mrs. van D.
terrific atmosp you t of scomings ensively aired.
Our German visitors Saturday. tayed until six. e all sat upstairs, not daring to move an incep in te office. Ive got ants in my pants again from o sit still so long.
Mr. Voskuijl alized, but Mr. Kleimans back at tomacopped bleeding sooner t normally does. old us t ty Clerks Office took an extra beating because tire building instead of just putting out t does my good!
ton el royed. tis on top of tire corner of Vijzelstraat and Singel rikes on German cities is increasing daily. e s rest in ages, and I have bags under my eyes from lack of sleep.
Our food is terrible. Breakfast consists of plain, unbuttered brea and ersatz coffee. For t tuce atoes t ten, sisaste. If youre trying to diet, to be! Upstairs tterly, but ts sucragedy.
All tc or taking tion because of the invasion!
Yours, Anne
Dearest Kitty,
Im not really in te).
On trary, today I can safely quote t; Misfortunes never come singly.”
First, Mr. Kleiman, our merry suns of gastrointestinal erday and ay in bed for at least tell you t omace a bit, and to go to tal next week.
o undergo surgery. Fourtries came from Frankfurt to discuss ta deliveries. Fatant points enougime to give Mr. Kugler a thor ough briefing.
tlemen arrived from Frankfurt, and Fat t of alks ;If only I could be tairs,quot; he exclaimed.
quot;Go lie doo t to te office, and youll be able to erday morning at ten-ty Margot and Pim (tter took up ts on talks finis Fato continue en ing campaign. o lie for able position. At ty me company. tion I suddenly fell asleep on t didnt dare touc s. I slept for a good art,
ten every ant discussion. Luckily, Margot tention.
Yours, Anne
FRIDAY, APRIL 2, 1943
Dearest Kitty,
Oem o my list of sins. Last niging for Fato tuck me in an say my prayers o t on my bed and asked very gently, quot;Anne, Daddy isnt ready. if I listen to your prayers tonight?”
quot;No, Momsy,quot; I replied.
Mot up, stood beside my bed for a moment and tourned, orted ;I dont to be angry make you love me!quot; A feears slid do the door.
I lay still, t o reject I also kne I feel like it. It just doesnt sorry for Mot time in my life I noticed s indifferent to my coldness. I saalked about not being able to make me love s o tell trut trut sed me. Sactless comments and cruel jokes about matters I dont tive to any sign of love on . Just as my sinks every time I s sank wween us.
S and didnt get any sleep. Fat me, and if o cross mine, I can read ;her so sad!”
Everyone expects me to apologize, but t sometold truter Moto find out anyo be indifferent to Motears and Fat Ive al. I can only feel sorry for Moto figure out itude s, I will
continue to remain silent and aloof, and I dont intend to sruts postponed, t o accept it w!
Yours, Anne
tUESDAY, APRIL 27, 1943
Dearest Kitty,
till trembling from tereffects of t everyone else: Mother and Mrs. van D.
terrific atmosp you t of scomings ensively aired.
Our German visitors Saturday. tayed until six. e all sat upstairs, not daring to move an incep in te office. Ive got ants in my pants again from o sit still so long.
Mr. Voskuijl alized, but Mr. Kleimans back at tomacopped bleeding sooner t normally does. old us t ty Clerks Office took an extra beating because tire building instead of just putting out t does my good!
ton el royed. tis on top of tire corner of Vijzelstraat and Singel rikes on German cities is increasing daily. e s rest in ages, and I have bags under my eyes from lack of sleep.
Our food is terrible. Breakfast consists of plain, unbuttered brea and ersatz coffee. For t tuce atoes t ten, sisaste. If youre trying to diet, to be! Upstairs tterly, but ts sucragedy.
All tc or taking tion because of the invasion!
Yours, Anne