entive listener and started o .
quot;ell, its like t; ;I dont usually talk muc be tongue-tied. I start stuttering and blus my op, because I cant find t s to say sometirely different, but once I started, I got all mixed up. Its ao , and sometimes I wisill did:
tead of arguing get me anyly to say and arent in t bit shy.”
quot;O t,quot; I replied. quot;Most of very differently from talk too mucoo long, and ts just as bad.”
quot;Maybe, but you age t no one can see youre embarrassed. You dont bluso pieces.quot;
I couldnt ly amused at ed o go on talking quietly about er, sat doly.
Im glad to the same rages as I do.
Peter seemed relieved t icize Dussel being afraid Id tell. As for me, I oo, because I sensed a strong feeling of fellowsh my girlfriends.
Yours, Anne
tUESDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 1944
to blame. Monday evening Dussel came in to see Motold riumply t Peter morning if
aken it to . So everYt as rain again. Motory on to me, and I ly amazed t Peter, rary.
I couldnt refrain from sounding Peter out on t, and antly replied t Dussel ers face. I wish Id had a camera.
Indignation, rage, indecision, agitation and much more crossed his face in rapid succession.
t evening Mr. van Daan and Peter really told Dussel off. But it couldnt bad, since Peter al appointment today.
Actually, ted to speak to eacher again.
EDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 1944
Peter and I talked to eac for a fe oo cold to go up to ttic, and any s birt ty o look at ts and ting longer trictly necessary, somet I got my cernoon. Since I felt like spoiling Margot on to get ter t tatoes. o Peters room, ely took airs, and I asked if I srapdoor
to ttic.
quot;Sure,quot; ;go ao come back do knock and Ill open it for you.”
I t upstairs and spent at least ten minutes searc potatoes. My back started actic was cold.
Naturally, I didnt boto knock but opened trap-door myself. But up a