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gave him medicine。 peter gave it to him a few times； but boche soon made himself scarce。 ill bet he was out courting his sweetheart。 but now his nose is swollen and he meows whenever you pick him up…he was probably trying to steal food and somebody smacked him。 mouschi lost her voice for a few days。 just when we decided she had to be taken to the vet too； she started getting better。
we now leave the attic window open a crack every night。 peter and i often sit up there in the evening。
thanks to rubber cement and oil paint； our toilet ； could quickly be repaired。 the broken faucet has been replaced。
luckily； mr。 kleiman is feeling better。 hes going to see a specialist soon。 we can only hope he wont need an operation。
this month we received eight tation books。 unfortunately； for the next two weeks beans have been substituted for oatmeal or groats。 our latest delicacy is piccalilli。 if youre out of luck； all you get is a jar full of cucumber and mustard sauce。
vegetables are hard to e by。 theres only lettuce； lettuce and more lettuce。 our meals consist entirely of potatoes and imitation gravy。
the russians are in possession of more than half the crimea。 the british arent advancing beyond cassino。 well have to count on the western wall。 there have been a lot of unbelievably heavy air raids。 the registry of births； deaths and marriages in the hague was bombed。 all dutch people will be issued new ration registration cards。
enough for today。
yours； anne
m。 frank
sunday； april 16； 1944
my dearest kitty；
remember yesterdays date； since it was a red…letter day for me。 isnt it an important day for every girl when she gets her first kiss？ well then； its no less important to me。 the time bram kissed me on my right cheek or mr。 woudstra on my right hand doesnt count。 how did i suddenly e by this kiss？ ill tell you。
last night at eight i was sitting with peter on his divan and it wasnt long before he put an arm around me。 （since it was saturday； he wasnt wearing his overalls。）〃why don t we move over a little；〃 i said； 〃so won t keep bumping my head against the cupboard。鈥�
he moved so far over he was practically in the corner。 i slipped my arm under his and across his back； and he put his arm around my shoulder； so that i was nearly engulfed by him。 weve sat like this on other occasions； but never so close as we were last night。 he held me firmly against him； my left side against his chest； my heart had already begun to beat faster； but there was more to e。 he wasnt satisfied until my head lay on his shoulder； with his on top of mine。 i sat up again after about five minutes； but before long he took my head in his hands and put it back next to his。 oh； it was so wonderful。 i could hardly talk； my pleasure was too intense；
he caressed my cheek and arm； a bit clumsily； and played with my hair。 most of the time our heads were touching。
i cant tell you； kitty； the feeling that ran through me。 i was too happy for words； and i think he was too。
at nine…thirty we stood up。 peter put on his tennis shoes so he wouldnt make much noise on his nightly round of the building； and i was standing next to him。 how i suddenly made the right movement； i dont know； but before we went downstairs； he gave me a。 kiss； through my hair； half on my left cheek and half on my ear。 i tore downstairs without looking back； and i long so much for today。
sunday morning； just before eleven。
yours； anne
m。 frank
monday； april 17； 1944
dearest kitty；
do you think father and mother would approve of a girl my age sitting on a divan and kissing a seventeen…and… a…half…year…old boy？ i doubt they would； but i have to trust my own judgment in this matter。 its so peaceful and safe； lying in his arms and dreaming； its so thrilling to feel his cheek against mine； its so wonderful to know theres someone waiting for me。 but； and there is a but； will peter want to leave it at that？ i havent forgotten his promise； but。 。 。 he is a boy！
i know im starting at a very young age。 not even fifteen and already so independent thats a little hard for other people to understand。 im pretty sure margot would never kiss a boy unless there was some talk of an engagement or marriage。 neither peter nor i has any such plans。 im also sure that mother never touched a man before she met father。 what would my girlfriends or jacque say if they knew id lain in peters arms with my heart against his chest； my head on his shoulder and his head and face against mine！
oh； anne； how terribly shocking！ but seriously； i dont think its at all shocking； were cooped up here； cut off from the world； anxious and fearful； especially lately。 why should we stay apart when we love each other？ why shouldnt we kiss each other in times like these？ why should we wait until weve reached a suitable age？ why should we ask anybodys permission？
ive decided to look out for my own interests。 hed never want to hurt me or make me unhappy。 why shouldnt i do what my heart tells me and makes both of us happy？
yet i have a feeling； kitty； that you can sense my doubt。 it must be my honesty rising in revolt against all this sneaking around。 do you think its my duty to tell father what im up to？ do you think our secret should be shared with a third person？
much of the beauty would be lost； but would it make me feel better inside？ ill bring it up with him。
oh； yes； i still have so much i want to discuss with him； since i dont see the point of just cuddling。 sharing our thoughts with each other requires a great deal of trust； but well both be stronger because of it！
yours； anne
m。 frank
p。s。 we were up at six yesterday morning； because the whole family heard the sounds of a break…in again。 it must have been one of our neighbors who was the victim this
time。 when we checked at seven oclock； our doors were still shut tight； thank goodness！
tuesday； april 18；1944
dearest kitty；
everythings fine here。 last night the carpenter came again to put some sheets of iron over the door panels。 father just got through saying he definitely expects large…scale operations in russia and italy； as well as in the west； before may 20； the longer the war lasts； the harder it is to imagine being liberated from this place。
yesterday peter and i finally got around to having the talk weve been postponing for the last ten days。 i told him all about girls； without hesitating to discuss the most intimate matters。 i found it rather amusing that he thought the opening in a womans body was simply left out of illustrations。 he couldnt imagine that it was actually located between a womans legs。 the evening ended with a mutual kiss； near the mouth。 its really a lovely feeling！
i might take my 〃favorite quotes notebook〃 up with me sometime so peter and i can go more deeply into matters。 i dont think lying in each others arms day in and day out is very satisfying； and i hope he feels the same。
after our mild winter weve been having a beautiful spring。 april is glorious； not too hot and not too cold； with occasional light showers。 our chestnut tree is in leaf； and here and there you can already see a few small blossoms。
bep presented us saturday with four bouquets of flowers： three bouquets of daffodils； and one bouquet of grape hyacinths for me。 mr。 kugler is supplying us with more and more newspapers。
its time to do my algebra； kitty。 bye。
yours； anne
m。 frank
wednesday； april 19； 1944
dearest darling； （thats the title of a movie with dorit kreysler； ida wust and harald paulsen！）
what could be nicer than sitting before an open window； enjoying nature； listening to the birds sing； feeling the sun on your cheeks and holding a darling boy in your arms？
i feel so peaceful and safe with his arm around me； knowing hes near and yet not having to speak； how can this be bad when it does me so much good？ oh； if only we were never disturbed again； not even by mouschi。
yours； anne
m。 frank
friday； april 21；1944
my dearest kitty；
i stayed in bed yesterday with a sore throat； but since i was already bored the very first afternoon and didnt have a fever； i got up today。 my sore throat has nearly 〃verschwunden〃* ＇* disappeared＇。
yesterday； as youve