Dear Diary,
Things are absolutely terrible now! I knew a boy last year named Hershel. He would always care for me and make sure I had what I needed. I love him a lot. At 17 he's like my second older brother. Rather, he was my second older brother.
Never would I have thought that I would see his name in the newspaper. Much less find out that he had killed the third secretary in the German Embassy! I guess I won't be seeing him again, sadly. He was an awesome second older brother. He did more than I could ever repay him for, and now I'll never even get the chance. I'm really scared, I hate not knowing what's going on. My brother Bernardo being eighteen makes him able to talk with the grownups. All I do is sit and play with my two year old sister Ursel.
However, I am glad our situation is not worse. We still have a roof over our heads and food to place in our bellies. I just can't help but think I am lucky. I've got my family with me and hopefully everything will be alright. I know what I said before, but this storm is taking an awfully long time to pass. My inner thoughts of worry and distress echo to me in my mind. Things are changing, and it's not for the better.
- Nadette
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