The Hidden Diary of Anne Frank
The Nazis marched through town, guns slung over their shoulders. I squeezed Mama's hand, and let the tears come as they stormed past, leading most of the citizens away with them. The only reason we had been spared is because most of the concentration camps were full. Would this day be my last?We were to go into hiding tomorrow, in a place called Prinsengratch in Amsterdam. I've started this diary, because there will be really nothing else to do. We can't go outside, make loud noise, or run around. One day, one day, someone will read this.Someone will care.…