The Weak Fall, But The Strong Will

Writing In A Diary Is A Really Strange Experience For Someone Like Me. Not Only Because I’ve Never Written Anything Before, But Also Because It Seems To Me That Later On Neither I Nor Anyone Else Will Be Interested In The Musings Of A Thirteen-year Old School Girl. Oh Well, It Doesn’t Matter. I Feel Like Writing.

Those Who Have Courage And Faith Shall Never Perish In Misery

It Won't Take Long Before I Explode With Pent-up Rage.

Not Being Able To Go Outside Upsets Me More Than I Can Say, And I’m Terrified Our Hiding Place Will Be Discovered And That We’ll Be Shot.

The Weak Die Out And The Strong Will Survive, And Will Live On Forever