The Diary of Anne Frank

The Diary of Mrs. Frank

D-day 1944,

I feel terrible. I don ‘t know what I was thinking, trying to kick Mr. and Mrs. Van Daan out of our hiding place. My family has never seen me like this. I must’ve forgotten to tell you what happened. Well, let me tell you. We were all sleeping when I opened my eyes, and saw Mr. Van Daan stealing bread. I immediately woke up everyone, by screaming and shouting at him. My husband had to hold me away from Mr. Van Daan, or else I would’ve hit him with my fist. I was so ashamed of myself, thinking how my family must’ve felt about me,. Anne already hates me. Think of how embarrassed she must be, to have a mother like me. Afterward, I told them to leave at once. My dear husband, thankfully, tried to pacify me that I was only speaking in anger, but I just could not listen to him. Soon, Peter came storming in the room yelling D-day has occurred, while I was just sitting there ruining everyone’s celebration by crying. I was mad at myself for not being very polite to our hosts, after all they have done for us. This is a very happy moment for all of us that D-day has landed. Maybe, just maybe, liberation will occur.

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