September 21st, 1939
Lucia and I ran for a time, and the soldiers chased us. But in a crossroads we could shake them off because we went into an old and abandoned house. We looked for food or drink in the house, but we could only find a small can of food. It’s something, but we will ration it. The house has an attic, we are hiding there. The soldiers ran in front of the house, but they didn’t look there. We’ve decided to stay here for some time, it is a good place to hide from them.