Anne Frank writes in her journal concerning the travails of living in an occupied country under Nazi Germany. Anne,
a young Jewish girl, along with her family are forced into hiding from the Nazis. They must live in a small contained area with one other family consisting of a mother, father and young son. Anne's writings are the heartfelt yearnings of a young girl who only wishes to experience life, instead of the death that looms over them all. For over two years, their actions were forced to be circumspect in all regards of life. The overwhelming nature of being confined to such a small area, with limited access to the surrounding world was poignantly obvious through Anne's writings. This story is not allegorical in any sense, rather it is the straightforward account of being persecuted for your identity. Anne's
feelings of the 'unfairness' of it all conflict heavily with her feelings of 'being lucky', especially as, from her hiding spot, she watches the daily herding of many other Jewish individuals into an even tougher environment than the one she is exposed to. Her innermost thoughts portray the guilt she feels at being free, while others are sent to prison camps and
certain death. The irony of the story is that she is not free at all. She does, however, experience a certain type of freedom at the very last, which lends the story an ironical ending. The reader is left to wonder about how life could have been for Anne, if the circumstances had been different. What is unique about the book is that it was written by a young girl under very trying circumstances, but it is still not understandable as to how this book became a classic. It reads like a young girl's diary which to most individuals (unless they happen to be a young girl) is about as fanciful and ludicrous as writing can be. The entire book was as boring as Mein Kampf, and if the authors of these two books had somehow been placed in the same room, at the same time, they would have probably bored each other to death, and the world would have been saved the pain of having to endure two completely awful pieces of writing.