A week after the Frank family went into hiding in the secret annex, the Van Pell's family arrived, Herman, August and their son, Peter. Looking back on her first meeting with Peter, who was three years older, Anne would later write, A fairly boring and shy beanpull. But not long after they met, she also wrote that she was feeling more and more lonely, and that just writing about her feelings and preoccupations was no longer enough. My longing to talk with someone became so strong that I somehow decided to talk to Peter. She used Peter's passion for crossword puzzles as an excuse to join him in his room, trying to get him to talk. I could see the timidness, and it made me so soft inside. I couldn't help but meet those dark eyes again and again, and almost beg him with all my heart. I'll tell me something about yourself. It didn't happen overnight, but eventually she succeeded, because it turned out that Peter needed someone to talk to as much as she did. Anne began to visit him in his little room more and more often. We told each other so many things, so awfully much, that I can't repeat it all here, but it was lovely. The conversations gradually became more intimate, and could no longer think of anything but Peter. She was in love. Her doubts about whether he felt the same way eventually vanished one day as they were sitting on his bed together when he finally gave her the first kiss she had longed for. More kisses followed. Anne was delighted, but she began to have doubts. Would her parents approve she wanted? And shouldn't they be doing more talking, not just lying in each other's arms? Anne confided in her father Otto. He felt she shouldn't go to Peter's room quite so often, but Anne ignored this. Otto was displeased. He didn't approve of this konuturai, this cuddling. After a couple of months Anne realised that Peter was not the boyfriend she had longed for. She could not talk to him about the things that really mattered to her. I still can't figure Peter out. Is he superficial or is it shyness that holds him back, even when it comes to me?