at t Anne Frank as a pleasant, amusing, but superficial girl,  did Peter say about me? quot;henever I saw you, you were

    surrounded by a flock of girls and at least ttention!quot; .

    s remained of t Anne Frank? O forgotten o laugoss off a remark, Im just as good, if not better, at raking people over till flirt and be amusing, if I  to be . . .

    But tco live t seemingly carefree and  t eful to t person to talk to me about somet friends, not admirers. Peo- ple  my flattering smile. t  matter, as long as theyre sincere?

    In spite of everyt altogeten felt Id been deserted, but because I  t it. I enjoyed myself as mucrying consciously or unconsciously to fill th jokes.

    Looking back, I realize t to a close; my  even miss tgro kid around, since my serious side is alhere.

    I see my life up to Ne . tions -- I couldnt take it all in. I o talk back.

    t  crying spells, loneliness and tion of my faults and s- comings, ried to drao me and failed. t me on my oo face t task of improving myself so I  o .

    tly better. I became a teenager, and reated more like a groo t to e stories, finally coming to t to do  to sed to c my motely and totally, and t . But ed me even more he

    realization t I o be able to confide in Fat trust anyone but myself.

    After Ne for a girlfriend, but for a boyfriend. I also discovered an inner erior. From time to time I . Noer, since ure depends largely on him!

    I lie in bed at niger ending my prayers ;Ic