LittleCookie13

I intend to tell in this story, a little about my life in the form of a diary. Maybe there are some events that are not part of my life, but the important thing is to make someone identify and move forward through this story. Some features of this story will be based on the life and work of singer Melanie Martinez. I hope everything works out, in this and possible future stories...

Li Ferreira

It all starts with a diary page. In it, Anne Frank's best friend makes a last farewell and last tribute to her friend. In this diary page, the daily life of a child who visits her best friend is reported. Until the day Anne, her parents and friends are transported to a concentration camp.

Docinho Malvado

"Sometimes a book fills you with a strange religious fervor, and you convince yourself that this shattered world will only become whole again unless and until all human beings read it. And then there are books of the which you can't speak - books so special and rare and yours that advertising your adoration for them feels like treason." This fic is dedicated to this particular book.

Black Umbrella

"Dear Kitty, Hitler found us. Oh, I'm so sad! But, I just can't cry anymore. I've cried so much, for them... I need to control myself, and tell you how they are things. Margot and I ended up getting together. We're in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp. You wouldn't believe how dirty it is here. And, of course, horrible in every other way. I'm writing in the sand now. We have an hour break in the afternoon so we don't get totally tired and die. Ah, my friend, I'm in pieces. I know I'm going to die. But this isn't the worst. Dad is going to die. Mom. Margot. Mrs. Van Daan. Mr. Van Daan. Mr. Dussel. And... Him. Peter. I can't even imagine him dead, Kitty. now I can see how stupid I was. I had more time to be with him after we discovered our feelings. And what did I do? I pushed him away, full of hurt, and disgusted by foolishness. You can't imagine how much I've missed him. makes me. How I wish I had a few minutes to say goodbye to him, just so I could say I love him. loved. I will love Wherever I go, I love him. I hope one day I can see you again. Who knows... Maybe in this, God will not abandon me"

ancientsoulwriter

¶Maybe you don't know it, but you will become a symbol of resistance and struggle Whose name is Anne Frank.

Cammie Morgan

Anne Frank died at the age of fifteen in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp. At least that's what history tells... Until they discover the existence of a certain girl: Susanne Frank. And what story does she have to tell?