monday, march 6, 1944


    dearest kitty,


    ever since peter told me about his parents, i''ve felt a certain sense of responsibthty toward him-don''t you think that''s strange? it''s as though their quarrels were just as much my business as his, and yet i don''t dare bring it up anymore, because i''m afraid it makes him ufortable. i wouldn''t want to intrude, not for all the money in the world.


    i can tell by peter''s face that he ponders things just as deeply as i do.st night i was annoyed when mrs. van d. scoffed, "the thinker!" peter flushed and looked embarrassed, and i nearly blew my top.


    why don''t these people keep their mouths shut?


    you can''t imagine what it''s like to have to stand on the sidelines and see how lonely he is, without being able to do anything. i can imagine, as if i were in his ce, how despondent he must sometimes feel at the quarrels. and about love. poor peter, he needs to be loved so much!


    it sounded so cold when he said he didn''t need any friends. oh, he''s so wrong! i don''t think he means it. he clings to his masculinity, his solitude and his feigned indif- ference so he can maintain his role, so he''ll never, ever have to show his feelings. poor peter, how long can he keep it up? won''t he explode from this superhuman effort?


    oh, peter, if only i could help you, if only you would let me! together we could banish our loneliness, yours and mine!


    i''ve been doing a great deal of thinking, but not saying much. i''m happy when i see him, and happier still if the sun shines when we''re together. i washed my hair yesterday, and because i knew he was next door, i was very rambunctious. i couldn''t help it; the more quiet and serious i am on the inside, the noisier i get on the outside!


    who will be the first to discover the chink in my armor?


    it''s just as well that the van daans don''t have a daughter. my conquest could never be so challenging, so beautiful and so nice with someone of the same sex!


    yours, anne m. frank


    ps. you know i''m always honest with you, so i think i should tell you that i live from one encounter to the next. i keep hoping to discover that he''s dying to see me, and i''m in raptures when i notice his bashful attempts. i think he''d like to be able to express himself as easily as i do; little does he know it''s his awkwardness that i find so touching.

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