The Nazis shot her dead in 1942. Her secret diary will be published after being 70 years in a bank vault

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(CNN) - For almost 70 years, the secret Holocaust newspaper of Polish Jewish teenager Renia Spiegel was sealed in a vault of a New York bank.

Shot dead by the Nazis just as she reached adulthood in 1942, Renia's story was too painful for her surviving sister and mother to read.

Now, El Diario de Renia: The life of a girl in the shadow of the Holocaust will finally be published by her family. And they are already making comparisons with Anne Frank's diary for her clarity and skillful writing.

Described by its publisher, Penguin Books, as "an extraordinary testimony of both the horrors of war and life that may exist even in the darkest times," the newspaper will launch on September 19.

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The girl lived in Przemysl, southeastern Poland, which was under Soviet occupation until the Nazis invaded the Soviet Union in 1941.

The Nazis shot Renia Spiegel in 1942, when he was 18.

The almost 700-page newspaper begins in January 1939 when Renia was 15 years old and tells of her escape from the bombings in her hometown, the disappearance of other Jewish families and the creation of the ghetto.

Renia and her sister Elizabeth (whose original name was Ariana) separated from her mother, who was on the German side during the war. Almost every journal entry ends with "God and Bulus will save me", using the girl's nickname for her mother.

As an aspiring poet, Renia also fills her diary with dozens of compositions, as well as stories that she fell in love for the first time with a boy named Zygmunt Schwarzer.

The two exchanged their first kiss a few hours before the Nazis arrived in Przemysl.

Renia was killed in July 1942 at the age of 18 when the Nazis discovered her hidden in an attic. She left the diary with her boyfriend, who wrote the last chilling and heartbreaking lines: “Three shots! Three lives lost! All I can hear are shots, shots. ”

Schwarzer shared it with someone else for custody before being deported to Auschwitz. He survived, moved to the United States and in 1950 managed to return the newspaper to Renia's sister, Elizabeth, along with her mother Róża, who lived in New York.

Elizabeth could not read it, so she decided to deposit it in a bank vault. It was not until 2012 that his daughter Alexandra Bellak pressed for the newspaper to be translated into English so that people from all over the world could read it.

“I was curious about my past, my inheritance, this special woman who gave me her name (the middle name is Renata) and I don't speak Polish (thank you mom!). And he never read it because it was too painful, ”Alexandra told CNN in an interview conducted through Facebook Messenger.

When he first read it, he was "disconsolate," she said.

"I understood its depth and maturity, and its excellent writing and poetry, and with the rise of all isms: anti-Semitism, populism and nationalism, both my mother and I saw the need to bring this to life."

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Alexandra said her mother, who is now 87, has not read the newspaper in its entirety because it is too painful for her. "She read only the excerpts that were printed on the Smithsonian," he added.

He added that the first reaction of the people who have read it has been overwhelming. "From young to old, they praise the outstanding writing, the longing for a normal life, the longing for their mother," Alexandra said.

Here are some excerpts from the book:

August 15, 1939

I haven't talked to you for a while. The end of the school year is over, my summer vacations are

Almost finished and I haven't talked to you. I went to see my aunt in the country, I went to Warsaw,

I saw mom and now I'm back. But you don't know anything about that. You were lying here, you stayed alone

with my thoughts and you don't even know that we have a secret mobilization, you don't know

that the Russians have signed a treaty with the Germans. You don't know that people are accumulating

food, everyone is on alert, waiting for ... war

June 7, 1942

Wherever you look, there is bloodshed. Those terrible pogroms. There are murders, murders. Almighty God, for the umpteenth time I humble myself before you, help us, save us! Lord God, let us live, I beg you, I want to live! I have experienced very little life. I don't want to die I am afraid of death. Everything is so stupid, so petty, so unimportant, so small. Today I worry about being ugly; Tomorrow I could stop thinking forever.

Think, tomorrow we might not be

A cold steel knife

It will slide between us, you see

But today there is still time for life

Tomorrow the sun could eclipse

Weapon bullets could break and tear

And howl - flooded pavements

With blood, with dirty and stinky scum

Pork Washing

Today you are alive

There is still time to survive

Let's mix our blood

When the song still progresses

The song of the wild and furious flood

Brought by the walking dead

Listen, every one of my muscles trembles

My body falters because of your proximity

It's supposed to be a choking game, this is

There is not enough eternity for all the kisses

July 15, 1942

Remember this day; remember it well. You will tell generations to come. Since 8 o'clock today we have been locked in the ghetto. I live here now. The world is separated from me and I am separated from the world.

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