Our many Jewish friends and acquaintances are being taken away in droves. The Gestapo is treating them very roughly and transporting them in cattle cars to Westerbork, the big camp in Drenthe to which they're sending all the Jews....If it's that bad in Holland, what must it be like in those faraway and uncivilized places where the Germans are sending them? We assume that most of them are being murdered. The English radio says they're being gassed.

Who knows, perhaps he doesn't care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.

Let's not talk about it any more, but if you still want anything please write to me about it, because I can say what I mean much better on paper.

I love the time I spend with you. You make my living worth-while. Why dint I meet you before. I wish I could start my life From the beginning with you because the time I spend with you is never enough. I need you more everyday.

When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived.

At any rate, Daddy usually comes to my defence. Without him I wouldn't be able to stick out here.

I do my best to please everybody, far more than they'd ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don't want to let them see my trouble.