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do you tc and forgotten to take it out. Fat about er to tease ;Du bist doce Rabenmutter.quot; [Oh, you are cruel.]
Of course, s, and old tely assumed iest expression and said, quot;Youre a fine one to talk. ire floor is covered t lying around again. You never put t aher!”
I said I used it, and Margot backed me up, since sy party.
Mot on talking about il I got fed up and said, ratly, quot;I even tting blamed for otakes!”
Mot, and less te later I o kiss .
t may not ant, but ts on my nerves.
Anne Mary Frank
SAtURDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
t breeze, and Im longing -- really longing -- for everytion, freedom, friends, being alone. I long. . . to cry! I feel as if I to explode. I kno cry. Im restless. I o anot beating as if to say, quot;Fulfill my longing at last. . .”
I t in my entire body and soul. I o force myself to act normally. Im in a state of utter confusion, dont knoo read, o e, o do. I only kno Im longing for something. . .
Yours, Anne
186 ANNE FRANK
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 14, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
A lot urday. s his: I was longing for
sometill am), but. . . a small, a very small, part of the problem has been resolved.
On Sunday morning I noticed, to my great joy (Ill be Peter kept looking at me. Not in t kno explain it, but I suddenly as in love as I used to tried not to look at oo muc me and t made me feel s not a feeling I soo often.
Sunday evening everyone, except Pim and me, ered around tening to t;Immortal Music of ters.quot; Dussel kept ting and turning ter, and too. After restraining er asked someably if op fiddling iest tone, quot;Ic; [Ill decide t.] Peter got angry and made an insolent remark. Mr. van Daan sided o back do .
t particularly interesting in and of itself, but Peter ly taken tter very muco , because te of books in ttic, Peter came up and began telling me it, but Peter soon realized t