Concentration Camp Diary Analysis

Being quiet during the time periods has gotten me thinking. Over my years not in hiding, I’ve talked and played with many people and never thought that all of that will be taken away from me. I should have written a diary for every event that occurred or my thinking, so that I would remember them clearly. Not only write it when my father gave me a diary. The only thing I remember was my best friend Jopie De Wall. She played Ping-Pong with me on of our tiny dates. It was very fun and I wished I still do it, but I can’t or else I can get transferred to a concentration camp. In case the Nazi finds us (I bet they won’t), I want to thank you Jopie for being there when I needed someone to play with. There is no way to repay the friendship you had