{"id":191,"date":"2014-12-18T02:02:35","date_gmt":"2014-12-18T02:02:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-anne-frank\/"},"modified":"2014-12-18T02:02:35","modified_gmt":"2014-12-18T02:02:35","slug":"dear-anne-frank","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-anne-frank\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Anne Frank"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I read your diary, and it was as if I lived everything that you passed. I felt guilty for complaining so much of life. You just wanted to be free, but today we adoslescentes want so many things, and at the same time do not want anything. You inspired me to an unbelievable way and I just wanted to be here to be able to hold you. You continued to believe in the goodness of men after all. How could you? You were the bravest girl of all time. Just wanted to say that even after all this time, is not all right, the world is still full of wars. And where is goodness? Anne, I want to find out where she is. I want to search there with all my strength. I think I&#8217;ve found out, it is in us, right Anne? It is this love I feel for you. I do not want to be sad wherever you are, everything will be fine one day yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I read your diary, and it was as if I lived everything that you passed. I felt guilty for complaining so much of life. You just wanted to be free, but today we adoslescentes want so many things, and at the same time do not want anything. You inspired me to an unbelievable way and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":192,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-191","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=191"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/192"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=191"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=191"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=191"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}