Last night the four of us went down to the private office and listened to England on the radio.
I was so scared someone might hear it that I literally begged Father to take me back upstairs.
Mother understood my anxiety and went with me. Whatever we do, we're very afraid the neighbors might hear or see us.
We started off immediately the first day sewing curtains.
Actually, you can hardly call them that, since they're nothing but scraps of fabric, varying greatly in shape, quality and pattern,
which Father and I stitched crookedly together with unskilled fingers.
These works of art were tacked to the windows, where they'll stay until we come out of hiding.
The building on our right is a branch of the Keg Company, a firm from Zaandam, and on the left is a furniture workshop.
Though the people who work there are not on the premises after hours, any sound we make might travel through the walls.
We've forbidden Margot to cough at night, even though she has a bad cold, and are giving her large doses of codeine.
I'm looking forward to the arrival of the van Daans, which is set for Tuesday.
It will be much more fun and also not as quiet. You see, it's the silence that makes me so nervous during the evenings and nights,
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