Here are the next two diary entries they're fairly short but still, enjoy...
May 1348 Entry 3
The situation here is becoming worse, dead bodies now line the streets, cries of ill children and grieving families fill the putrid air around us. The church and doctors have been asking for sick 'volunteers' to experiment on, everybody's trying to be the first to find a cure to this dreadful disease. no one has even come close. This may well be the end of life as we know it. Things are looking really bad here
June 1348 Entry 4
The problem grows ever worse, the church has collapsed, (Not literally) people are becoming more desperate as the days wear on, they've started turning to crime and self harm now that the church is out of action and not here to rule people's lives, huh, turns out I didn't need to worry about people reading my diary though I'd rather that a million times over than this nightmare.
I'm becoming more and more scared every day!
YOU ARE READING
The Black Death: My Diary
Historical FictionWell this is just a short story I wrote over two of my history classes Bet you can't guess the topic, ha. I wrote it in the style of a diary so it's all broken up into fairly small parts so read it! Please?
