I do not blame her for this, But Anne wastes no time in the next few entries referencing to the Holocaust and its effects on her and her family’s life. Having to attend a specific ice cream shop and not being permitted to use the ferry soon, however according to Anne, become not the fault of the Dutch. Immediately, Anne shows her true colors by not blaming anyone for why her people are being treated the way they are.
It is hard to understand how Anne can understand and accept other people, but she can’t ever trust them. Maybe because trust is far more intimate? Of course you can trust a book of paper because it always “keeps its mouth shut” unless you open it, and it is only “two sided” when you decide to write on the back. You never have to worry about two- faced people telling your secrets. Anne’s trust for her diary she named Kitty is cute, but it kind of makes me sad. She does not describe her family in great detail , but from what I have read her mother is her least favorite of all members.
Even though I am 16 years old and should have things I shouldn’t feel comfortable telling my parents, I don’t and I still continue to tell them everything in confidence. Anne’s mistrust for everyone except for Kitty worries me that she might become lonely.
Hopefully, their move into the annex for hiding will bring the family together, and force Anne to trust her family with her thoughts because they are the only people she has to listen. Kitty can not last forever; eventually she’ll run out of pages.
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