NOVEMBER, 1942
I tell myself time and again to overlook Mot to see s, and to look inside myself for doesnt part is t Fat realize tting me dos who can make
tely happy?
Sometimes I trying to test me, boture. Ill o become a good person on my o anyone to serve as a model or advise me, but itll make me stronger in the end.
me is ever going to read tters? me can I turn to for comfort? Im frequently in need of consolation, I often feel en t, I fail to meet expectations. I knoo do better.
t consistent in treatment of me. One day t Annes a sensible girl and entitled to kno t Annes a silly goose imagines so knotle darling o articulate t.
Oo my nigo put up abide or my intentions. ts art ttys alient. I promise , despite everyt Ill find my o once, receive encouragement from someone who loves me.
Dont condemn me, but times reacing point!
Yours, Anne
MONDAY, NOVEMBER 9,1942
Dearest Kitty,
Yesterday ers birteentairs by eiger and I looked at s. te lig t at all; it just looks so distinguished.
t surprise came from Mr. van Daan, one t tunis, Algiers, Casablanca and Oran.
quot;t; everyone Ciser, ;t t is not even t it is, per; Do you see timism. Stalingrad, ty t tack for till fallen into German hands.
In true spirit of talk to you about food. (I s ttons up on top floor.)
Bread is delivered daily by a very nice baker, a friend of Mr. Kleimans. Of course,
its enougion books on t. ts already ris