In the morning of July 6, 1942, Anne Frank came to say goodbye to me. There family was about to go hide in their secret hiding spot. It was sad and difficult for everyone. As things had fallen apart more and more, Anne had come down every day to play with me when I was just 6. Ruth is pieter’s mother, and she is 31 years old and Clara, Pieter’s grandmother had grown to love all of us. We hugged and kissed each other goodbye. I watched from my bedroom window as Ann went to their hiding place.
It was raining outside. She looked back one more time as I waved goodbye to her. I was crying and praying for my best friend that has been my neighbor for years and hoping for her safety and her family's safety. Two days later, the Nazis came up with a
It was raining outside. She looked back one more time as I waved goodbye to her. I was crying and praying for my best friend that has been my neighbor for years and hoping for her safety and her family's safety. Two days later, the Nazis came up with a