For six months, Anne Frank, her parents and older sister, the three
Start: Sometimes I see myself alone in a dungeon, without Father and Mother, or I’m roaming the streets, or the Annex is on fire, or they come in the middle of the night to take us away, and I know it could all happen soon. I see the eight of us in the Annex as if we were a patch of blue sky threatened by menacing black clouds.
End: I can only cry out and implore, “Open wide. Let us out!”
For full extended monologue, see:
Goodrich, Frances and Albert Hackett, adapted by Wendy Kesselman. The Diary of Anne Frank Revised Edition, Dramatists Play Service, Inc., 1994.
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