One Year Anniversary

I researched Anne Frank for my creative person and how she wrote her diary. Once again she wrote in her diary while she was in hiding during the Holocaust. She was in hiding for about two years and everyday she wrote in her diary, describing and talking about what happened during those days for her and her family. There were struggles on some of the days, such as when the Gestapo or someone would knock on their door and the Gestapo (German police) would think someone was living in the attic, while other days it was pretty boring.

Dear Diary,                                                                                                                           July 5, 1943

Today marks one year that my family and I have been hiding in the attic of Mr. Krahler's place. There has definitely been some rough days when I thought we were going to get caught, but there has also been boring days where we have not heard anything or know anything else about the war that is happening outside. I have been scared for most of the time, but the thought of having my parents around comforts me a little. I am wondering what has happened to some of my friends. Have they been caught and sent to concentration camps or are they still running away from this area? I worry every day because I don't want anything to happen to them.
Yesterday was a scare though. We were going through our day keeping quiet and nothing going on in the attic when suddenly we heard some yelling that was going on downstairs. Mr Krahler from what I heard was saying that nobody was in their place besides them. The police, as I found out later, were not believing that at all. They wanted to go check out all the rooms in the place. As soon as we heard this we all went to our hiding spots in the attic. We all made hiding spots just incase this situation had ever occurred. My heart was racing so fast and it was getting hard to breath. All I could think was, "I don't want to die today. I don't want my family to die either." There was still a bunch of yelling going on downstairs and I thought this could be the end of it until I realized that the Gestapo had slammed the door shut and left Mr. Krahler's place and headed back to the streets. We hid in hiding for a little longer just incase they came back until Mr. Krahler came up and told us we could get out from our hiding spots.
He proceeded to tell us about what the discussion was that was going on downstairs and how the Gestapo believed that there were people hiding somewhere in his place. He told them that no one was but they just didn't believe him. They ended up leaving but said they would be back another time to find the people living in their place. This made me terrified knowing that they were going to come back and now it's all I can think about. After Mr. Krahler left though we were definitely relieved. For the rest of the day thought it was pretty uneventful and boring. Everyone was happy at that moment, but for me, knowing that they were going to come back is all I can think about and it kept me up last night. I need to get my mind off of it but I just can't seem to. There must be a way to, but for now I will write back tonight on what has happened today.

Anne Frank