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S: Number the Stars Annemarie's personal journal By Eli #23

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FC: Number the Stars Annemarie's personal journal Eli #23 Mrs. Burnett's class

1: Number the Stars Annemarie's Journal by Eli #23

2: January 24, 1943 Dear journal, Hello! I'm Annemarie Johansen. I live with my Mom, Dad, and little sister, Kristi. I used to have an older sister, Lise, but she was hit by a car and died just a couple days before her wedding. Little Kristi, she is always dreaming about vanilla cupcakes, frosted with pink frosting, but we know we will not see one of those for a long time. Ellen and I’s moms have “coffee” but it is actually water with mint leaf put in it. Every once in a while, her was-to-be husband drops by, we love him like a brother. He only stays for a little bit, because it is during World War 2, and there are soldiers everywhere. If he got caught at the time of night that he usually visits us, who knows what the Nazis would do to him? My best friend is named Ellen. She lives near us--in the same apartment. She is a Jew, and a shop downtown got shut down because the owner is a Jew. We are worried for her, but we think everything will be all right. Annemarie Johansen

3: March 28, 1944 Dear Journal, It was the Jewish New Year, and everyone was happy, when suddenly, Ellen’s parents came to our door, saying that relatives they had never seen before urgently needed them, so they left Ellen here for the night. Right now, I am sitting at the dinner table, but everyone is so quiet. I finally asked what is going on, and they told me. The real reason is that the Nazis were after the Jews, and were going to “relocate” them. Ellen’s family had gone to the church that day, and their name was on the list the preacher read out loud. I am going to bed now! See you tomorrow! Oh my gosh! It is the middle of the night, and the Nazi soldiers stormed into our room! They searched all around the house, asking if we knew where the Rosens are. I quickly tore the Star of David necklace off Ellen’s neck, and we fooled the guards by saying she was Lise. We couldn't sleep at all, so here I am, in bed, writing this. Annemarie Johansen

4: March 28, 1944 Dear Journal, It was the Jewish New Year, and everyone was happy, when suddenly, Ellen’s parents came to our door, saying that relatives they had never seen before urgently needed them, so they left Ellen here for the night. Right now, I am sitting at the dinner table, but everyone is so quiet. I finally asked what is going on, and they told me. The real reason is that the Nazis were after the Jews, and were going to “relocate” them. Ellen’s family had gone to the church that day, and their name was on the list the preacher read out loud. I am going to bed now! See you tomorrow! Oh my gosh! It is the middle of the night, and the Nazi soldiers stormed into our room! They searched all around the house, asking if we knew where the Rosens are. I quickly tore the Star of David necklace off Ellen’s neck, and we fooled the guards by saying she was Lise. We couldn't sleep at all, so here I am, in bed, writing this. Annemarie Johansen

5: March 28, 1944 Dear Journal, It was the Jewish New Year, and everyone was happy, when suddenly, Ellen’s parents came to our door, saying that relatives they had never seen before urgently needed them, so they left Ellen here for the night. Right now, I am sitting at the dinner table, but everyone is so quiet. I finally asked what is going on, and they told me. The real reason is that the Nazis were after the Jews, and were going to “relocate” them. Ellen’s family had gone to the church that day, and their name was on the list the preacher read out loud. I am going to bed now! See you tomorrow! Oh my gosh! It is the middle of the night, and the Nazi soldiers stormed into our room! They searched all around the house, asking if we knew where the Rosens are. I quickly tore the Star of David necklace off Ellen’s neck, and we fooled the guards by saying she was Lise. We couldn't sleep at all, so here I am, in bed, writing this. Annemarie Johansen

6: April 23, 1944 Dear Journal, Oh, I am so glad that I made it safely back home! Momma is in the car to the emergency room, because she broke her ankle on the way back from dropping Uncle Henrik, Peter, and the Rosens to Henrik’s boat so he could sail them across the ocean to Sweden. There is nothing much to do, so I guess that I will just have to sit and wait. Well, I’m back, and Mom is here, with a bandaged ankle. Uncle Henrik told me that the Handkerchief that I delivered to him was soaked in a sort of drug, that attracts dogs, but then when they sniff it, it temporarily ruins their sense of smell, and ever since the Nazis started using dogs to sniff out Jews hidden on ships, it had became quite helpful. I asked him, “Why didn’t I see the Rosens and Peter on the boat when I delivered the drug to you?” He replied, “Well, they were hidden in a secret compartment under the floor planks of the boat.” He said. I asked him more, but he said that, still, the less I knew the safer I would be. Bye for now!

7: Wow, it has been, like, three years since I last wrote in my journal. I found it crammed in my room, we decided to go through all of our belongings, because this is a very special day- VERY special! The war FINALLY ENDED!!! The Rosens are on a boat to home from Sweden, and I found Ellen’s Star of David necklace, too. I am also a bit sad, I found out that Peter was in the Resistance- after he was shot and killed by a Nazi. Apparently, Lise was in the Resistance, too, and a Nazi found out about that, and ran her over with a truck. Oh, Mom is calling to me- I’d better go. Annemarie Johansen

8: February 6, 2014 Hello! I just found this journal lying on the side of the road, and I read the entries, and the dates. It amazes me that this journal has survived this long. I found the person writing this (I found her name was Annemarie) quite intriguing, and decided, that I would like to be friends with her. She seems to be a nice person, so I guess, if she was alive, I would like to be friends with her. She seemed pretty brave, and did so much for Ellen. I do not know how she could bare to live with the Nazis on every corner. I wonder if she was sad that Peter died, or shocked when she found out that Lise and Peter had been in the Resistance, or how much she missed Ellen. I was happy when I read when the war was over, and when she said that Ellen was coming back. Maybe, hopefully, I could turn this journal into a book Elijah

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