MARCH, 1944
s. Brrr, I e the sound of gunfire.
No myself.
I er yesterday and, somely dont kno sex. Id made up my mind a long time ago to ask Margot and I very Margot and me and Mot lately I didnt dare ask to enligefully accepted: raceptives o t t one; ell me tonigold o Jacque, and said t girls are defenseless against strong boys. quot;ell, you dont o be afraid of me,quot; he said.
evening, old me is ly embarrassing, but still ao be able to discuss it o talk so openly to a girl or a boy, respectively, about sucimate matters. I told me a lot about teln* [* Sivmitteln: propics] in German.
t nig and I alking about Bram and trees, two friends of hers.
ty surprise: after breakfast Peter beckoned me upstairs. quot;t y trick you played on me,quot; ;I you and Margot nig ed to find out er knehen have a good laugh!”
I unned! I did everyto talk of t outrageous idea; I could understand , but it just true!
quot;Oer,quot; I said. quot;Id never be so mean. I told you I pass on anyto me and I . to put on an act like t and tely be so mean. . . No,Peter, ts not my idea ofa joke.
It be fair. I didnt say anyt. ont you believe me?quot; I to talk about it again sometime. Ive done not it. t out and said w was on mean. !
Noell hing!
Yours, Anne
FRIDAY, MARCh 24, 1944
Dear Kitty,
I often go up to Peters room after dinner noo breat around to meaningful conversations more quickly in tickling your face. Its coz