February 3, 1943

February 3, 1943

I still don’t completely understand why I helped these people. I know what the germans are doing is wrong, but do I really want to get caught in the middle of this? No. I don’t, but I can’t just let innocent lives slip away. I could never forgive myself if that happened.

Snap out of it! Of course what I am doing is right. How could I even second guess myself like that. Never again, never again. Tomorrow I have to make sure to stay on high alert. The authorities will be everywhere. In not very sure how I will be able to get there food and supplies in without people suspecting something. I guess i’ll just have to find a way.

It’s a shame I have to live in this world, at this time. Why did the Franks have to be labeled just for their beliefs. I know what I got myself into. In a way I am happy just to be able to contribute in a positive way. I am so glad I got to meet the Franks and save them before anything else tragic happened.