Dear Diary,

 

I’m scared . What if they get my family? I am in bed with Annemarie and I am actually warm! Even though I have a lot on my mind, this comforts me. Today I was seperated from my Mom and Dad. Not knowing where they are going, I am scared.

 

Waking up this morning cold like every morning, I get up get dressed  and do to the table. My mother sits down across from me. I look at her with a smile while she looks at me with a worried look on her face. “ What’s wrong?” I asked her with a worried smile. She takes in a deep breath “  Your father and I are going away for a while so you will be staying with Annemarie.”. “ Where will you and father be going?”. “ I can not tell you sweetie, but I can tell you that Peter will lead us somewhere safe.”. “ Why is he taking Father and you somewhere?” I asked with a demanding voice.” I have to tell you that this morning at the synagogue, the rabbi gave the Nazis the list of all the Jews.The list had all their names and every single address. Including ours. You are going to stay with Annemarie and her family until it is safe for us to return.” Later that day my Mother and Father took me to Annemarie’s.

 

That night at dinner I was as silent as a mouse. Mrs.Johansen took  Kirsti to bed while Mr. Johansen, Annemarie, and I were still at the table. “What’s happening?” Annemarie asked. He told her what was happening as I was crying silently. So many thoughts were going through my head. Mr.Johansen said that I will be playing the roll as their dead sister Lise. He told us to go get in our nightgowns and get in bed.

 

Right now I am warm in bed with Annemarie. We talked before she passed out on me. That’s when I pulled out you. My diary. So I guess this is the worst way to start of the new year. Talk to you tomorrow.

 

                                                           To a horrible new year,

                                                                                           Ellen  

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I went into Kids Journeys Looking for some shoes,

Specific shoes,

If I do not find them I will get the blues,

Then I look to my left and see all of the shoes,

 

So many of the shoes were right there,

There were Jordans everywhere,

Pink, Blue, Red, Black,

All so pretty but not the ones,

 

I look around the whole store,

I just could not take it anymore,

I was turning around to walk out,

When something was pretty enough to catch my eye,

 

Black tips with purple lining and the shoe was grey,

There was nothing more that I could say,

$70,

What a price, but they looked amazing,

 

I got out the shoes,

They fit perfectly,

I felt like Cinderella,

I knew the shoes were meant for me,

 

I bought them at the counter,

That was the last of the money,

Those were the shoes,

That got me pulling out my wallet,