April 15, 1945. I feel awful sick because of Typhus I don't think I'll be able to survive. I heard the door swing open. "We are being liberated!" Hanneli Goslar yelled. I tried to get up but fell to the ground. I was being picked up suddenly and carried to a train. Finally, I thought. I was set down on the train with nurses they looked at me with sad eyes and that,s the last thing I remember.
I woke up in a hospital in Amsterdam. I looked around I turned to look beside me to see Pim and Meip. "Pim" I said weakly he was alive I felt tears run down my eyes he was crying to. "Hello, Anne I have missed you so much." Pim said. I suddenly started crying more thinking of what happened to Margot. "Whats wrong Anne?" Pim said. "M-Margot i-is g-gone she d-died from ty-typhus!" I said sobbing as Pim hugged me. "Your mothers gone to." He sobbed and I felt myself sob even harder. "Father what about the rest?" I asked.
"Mr.Van Pels didn't make it past selection, Mrs.Van Pels was murdered, and Peter.." He paused I was terrified to hear what he was about to say. "Well I haven't heard a thing about Peter have you Meip?" "No Mr.Frank" Meip said I sighed in relief and laid back as the doctor came in. "Congratulations Anne you will be able to leave by tomorrow oh and it's time for lunch. I smiled as Pim helped me get up we talked about everything I was happy to have at least him.
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I woke up father was their he had gotten all my things for me. I hugged him and Meip. For the first time in what felt like forever I could breath fresh air and walk again. My father took my hand and looked at me. " Are you ready Anne?" Pim asked me. I nodded, "Of course I am Pim I've been ready since we got found." I said smiling. With that we walked out of the hospital. I smiled widely as we set out to the secret annex once again.
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What If Anne Frank survived. Originally Anne x Peter
FanfictionWhat if Anne and Peter had lived? Would they become something more or not? Sneak Peek. Anne's POV April 15, 1945. I feel awful sick because of Typhus I can hardly move anymore I don't think I'll be able to survive. I heard the door swing open. "We a...