ar Kitty, is t Ive been dreaming of Peter a great deal. t before last I dreamed I ing rig little boy from ting rink; er, troduced myself, overdoing it a bit, and asked er.
In my dream I ers I actually knew!
tanding in Peters room, facing eacairs.
I said someto replied t love me all t muc I s flirt. In a desperate and pleading voice I said, quot;Im not flirting, Peter!”
er said it after all.
Last nig Peters cing: t as soft as the cheeks of a man who already shaves.
FRIDAY, MARCh 10, 1944
My dearest Kitty,
t;Misfortunes never come singlyquot; defi- nitely applies to today. Peter just got t. Let me tell you all t are still hanging over our heads.
First, Miep is sick, as a result of erday. S cold in terkerk, urned to time omacarted bleeding, so Beps been left to alone. ted a man ( in ing). Its terrible not only for for us as oes, butter and jam. Mr. M., as Ill call een, and anothe way.
Last nigtle scare: door. For t of the evening we were nervous and gloomy.
Lately I been at all in to e do me erribly upset about t much room for him in my diary.
tuesday, ednesday and ters room from four-ty to five-fifteen. e ed about one to t ernoon, but best of all is t I ters just as pleased to see me.
Yours, Anne
M. Frank
tURDAY, MARCh 11, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
I been able to sit still lately. I airs and doalking to Peter, but Im al about t, about s and about its not enouges I ual. Ive c t doesnt necessarily mean of friends, alt ime I let time t o get you all worked up as well, simply because Im so miserable!
SUNDAY, MARCh 12, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
tting crazier he days go by.
Peter looked at me since yesterday. ing as if me. Im doing my best not to cer o talk to tle as possible, but its
not easy! s going on, e and ruso my side t? Per its really is.
Per moody like me, and tomorro again!
I time trying