JANUARY, 1944
Kitty,
today I o confess. Its going to take a long time, but I o tell to someone, and youre t likely candidate, since I kno, no matter w happens.
t is about Motly complained about ried my best to be nice. Ive suddenly realized sers. ts all very nice, of course, except t a friend cant take to set a good example and be a person I can respect, but in most matters s not to do. I Margot tly about t so understand told you. And Fations o do her.
I imagine a mot and foremost, possesses a great deal of tact, especially to because of othings.
trivial, but t Ive never forgiven o go to tist. Mot planned to go ake my bicycle. ist and Motly informed me t too buy or look at somet remember ed to go along. But t come because I ears of rage ruso my eyes, and Margot and Mot me. I I stuck my tongue out at t treet. A little old lady o be passing by, and serribly s rangely enougimes, ticular ill stings whink of how angry I was.
I find it difficult to confess ts about myself. Im not prudisty, and yet every time t of trips to the
baten do, my w.
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I t just mean taking place on tside of my body, but also to talk about to myself. my period (and ts only been times), I in spite of all t and mess, Im carrying around a s secret. So even ts a nuis