6 4 sisters

Ivan woke me up. I still felt weak, my feet sored from hours of walking, I was so hungry and thirsty. He made a porridge and gave me a glass of water. " Where are we?" I asked. " We are in a safe house" he answered.

As far as the Bolsheviks know, the members of the Romanov Imperial Family are dead. Yakov had my brother but he didn't know that I survived. Sergev ordered the guards to dug a shallow grave and looked for a kerosene. When everyone left, he handed me over to Ivan. I was the only he can save. Unfortunately for my sisters, when the guards realised that they were still alive because of the inner garments we were all wearing, they stabbed them repeatedly. Had I woke up and screamed, I will suffer the same fate like the rest of my family.

My sisters. . They were my friends, my confidant. We did everything together. I was closer to Anastasia and we always run around the palace. We had the same clothes, we liked the same foods, we. loved to fool around and spend our days playing in the garden. She was the naughty one, I was the beautiful one according to my grandmother.

My two older sisters Olga and Tatiana had different ways of amusement. Since they were older and considered women already, they started to notice good looking men inside the court. They like to dress up and was becoming conscious of their looks. They wanted to look pretty all the time. Ana and I thought the two of them were weird but nevertheless, in a world where we got no real friends and were always taught not to trust anybody, we were each other's world.