A review by elusorius
Het Achterhuis Dagboekbrieven 12 juni 1942 - 1 augustus 1944 by Anne Frank, Anne Frank

2.0

It feels almost disrespectful to review this book. It's not even a book, it's the diary of a thirteen-year-old girl. It describes crushes, fights with parents, classmates, etc. This diary was never supposed to see the light if day, and the only reason we're reading it is because the girl in question was killed in the Holocaust. So what gives us the right to review it? This book took me two months to read, and almost put me in a reading slump. It's painfully real, painfully relatable, but also painfully boring. I can see my own thirteen-year-old self in her, and I know nobody would want to read my diary from that time. I think Anne Frank shows incredibly maturity and resilience for her mindset during the war, but I doubt it'll be any consolation to her now.