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How Anne Frank Helped Me Rediscover Myself Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?

Growing up in the countryside limited my experience with different types of activities most children do, so instead of going to playgrounds and play tennis, volleyball or other sports and games, I became a bookworm. My grandfather opened a window towards fantastic territories with the stories he used to tell me even before I learned how to read. But when I learned the alphabet and how to connect the letters, I became amazed at all the places I could visit and all the things I could do while holding a book in my hands.

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