Here are the next two entries enjoy and don't forget to comment, pls?
July 1348 Entry 5
Our village population has depleted drastically, many people have run away and even more have died at the hands of The Black Death. I don't know whether to stay or leave, I feel like I should stay, I grew up here and I do think that the plague is starting to disappear, less people are becoming ill though that may just be because there are less living people in our village.
I'm starting to think that I'm immune, in all these months since the plague arrived in Sharlithi I haven't been ill once, not even a sniffle. I'm not as scared anymore but that wont be of much use if I'm the last person alive...
September 1348 Entry 6
I became ill, turns out I wasn't immune as I had developed those really painful lumps they call buboes, I thought I was going to die but I somehow survived, the buboes burst and soon all of the horrible symptoms had gone.
I reckon I'm completely safe now though.
There, the next two entries, don't forget to comment and tell me what you think. now, onto the last entry
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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?
