Dear Diary,

Today I was running with my best friend Ellen. She was whining because she said that she not fast and I always beat her, but with her agreeing

we were running to our houses the short way.Found We my sister found trotting to catch up with us. soon after we were stop by nazi policemen.

I guess they were furious because they talked in a evil tone. They said “why are you running” I said “I was racing with my friend”. When I was done talking I could hear ellen breathing heavily. The policemen kept on talking to us until

kisti came my young sister.

When was going ok my had to mess up everything.

Then the tall policeman  patted her hair and she wacked

his hand away, after that I was scared to death that she may be taken away.

For thank heavens she didn’t because he it was child’s play. He soon told us to

hit the books and to not run.

Next time hoping to be better, Annemarie.