There were eight people in hiding, sharing four rooms and an attic. Anne had almost no privacy, but sometimes she really just wanted to be alone for a bit. She found three places where she could. The toilet by the officers, the little table in her room and by the attic window. Anne was very relieved when she found somewhere to wash in peace, the toilet by the officers. There I can sit down, turn on the light, block the door, empty the tub when I am finished without outside help and it's safe from crying eyes. She would fill a basin with warm water and soak her feet in it while sitting on the toilet washing herself as best she could. The attic was another place she could sometimes grab a moment alone. She would look carefully through the window at the outside world and escape into daydreams. I go up to the attic almost every morning to let the stuffy indoor air blow out of my lungs. And then there was the little table. Anne and her roommate Fritz Feffer had a blazing fight over who could use it. Eventually Otto intervened and they came to an agreement about when each of them could take a turn. After that Anne could write her diary uninterrupted. I hid away inside myself looking only within and scribbled down, undisturbed, all my joy, mockery and sorrow in my diary.